Sunday Table Songtext
von Pink Martini

She is walking quickly
Like there′s some place she must be
In her eyes, there's no one
There is no one she needs

He sits with his paper
At a Sunday table
Just another morning
She steps into his gaze

He looks at her
She looks at him
For a moment, there is nowhere she is going
He looks at her
She looks at him
For a moment, they could almost fall in love


Not a word is spoken
No touch, no heart broken
Just another morning
Of a beautiful day

He looks at her
She looks at him
For a moment, there is nowhere she is going
He looks at her
She looks at him
For a moment, they could truly fall in love

He looks at her
She looks at him
For a moment, there is nowhere she is going
He looks at her
She looks at him
For a moment there is stillness in the world, turning
World turning round

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