Sundays

Another Sunday morning

Warming up the blinds

Empty coffee cups

Too much to care

I really think I told you

Or hope I did

I can't remember when

Or if I even spoke

Oh I should tell you

That I'm bleeding baby

All by myself it's why you feel me

Fading, forevermore

No no

Go on, go on

You cannot help me anymore

Come on, go on

All you can do is see me slip away

Forevermore

You have seen it long ago

And I need you now

Even if it means for me to dare

Heard the words of warning

An echo ringing on and on

Like a long gone chime

Oh I should tell you

That I'm bleeding baby

All by myself it's why you feel me

Fading, forevermore

No no

Go on, go on

You cannot help me anymore

Come on, go on

All you can do is see me slip away

Forevermore

Go on, go on

You cannot help me anymore

Come on, go on

All you can do is see me slip away

Forevermore