Any Given Sunday

I am the son and I am the heir
Hanging around waiting in despair
On my pillow I say goodbye to my silhouette
Off to somewhere but by tomorrow I'll soon forget
My life I see beyond the TV
My life it's so nice flipping through every magazine
I ride shotgun in and out almost every day
From Las Vegas to LA, Route 101 and back to the Bay
My home is unlike any other place
But I found out I'm moving so faraway
There's only one thing I want to hear you say
Not enough time only on any given Sunday
We'll rewind the clocks and relive yesterday
Hear that sound of the radio
Hear that voice and think of how we used to let it go
I got lost in your irony
Or did the irony get lost on me?
It feels like perfect symmetry
But I found out I'm moving so faraway
There's only one thing I want to hear you say
Not enough time only on any given Sunday
We'll rewind the clocks and relive yesterday
Every night I try to write a new song
So here it is I think this is the one
Dream of leaving California
Cause living life here just isn't enough
Still I feel one big love
And I found out...
That I'm moving so faraway
There's only one thing I want to hear you say
Not enough time only on any given Sunday
We'll rewind the clocks and relive yesterday
But I found out I'm moving so faraway
There's only one thing I want to hear you say
Not enough time only on any given Sunday
We'll rewind the clocks and relive yesterday
There really is no other way
Cause today is unlike any other day