Sundays Songtext
von The Gloomies

Sundays we always walked the ridge in the backyard
Down the grass slope that overlooks the Ocean Park
Watch as the sun burns a hole right through the fog
Comes as it goes
Just like rabbits in the yard
Don′t you always say I wait for Sundays
It always gets a break
Just wait for Sundays
Sand in my socks from all the nights we drove down south The wine that I spilled on your dress is dried up now
I watched you look back as you jumped right off the pier
Just hope that this lasts
We can never come back here
Don't you always say I wait for Sundays
It always gets a break
Just wait for Sundays
Wait for Sundays