Sunday Morning Songtext

sunday morning, like a rocket down the avenue wondering if i'd run into myself sunday morning, saw my face in a window asking lots of questions that were full of doubt like i was wondering if maybe you could love me 'cause i was hoping maybe you could see through all the ugliness in me sha la la la sunday morning monday morning, i'll be turning into someone new gathering directions to myself i was nailing my own hands to a cross wondering why nobody would take me down and i was pondering, maybe you should love me 'cause i was seeing everybody's got a bit of good and bad like me sha la la la monday morning you don't know me but it's hard for me to open up myself it's a problem but it's mine and i will try to work it out it's ok and if you feel that you can be inside my life that's fine, i don't mind winter morning, i'll be crawling down the avenue hopefully a better man that day in my footsteps, came a voice from the fresh snow answering the questions that were full of doubt so i'll stop wondering, if maybe you should love me 'cause i was seeing everybody's got a bit of good and bad like you sha la la la sunday morning sunday morning sha la la la sunday morning