Sundays I Feel текст песни, слова песни I Feel Sundays
Sundays - I Feel
don't wake me up yet
o the young & the old they get everything
& it's my turn
I'm here, I'm someone to know
I'm calling the tune but
I'm losing the words
laughingly I take the fevered applause
of the people by the riverside
I'm walking, walking on water
God knows why
I'm losing the words
I am a man
well nearly
celebrate life, be good to yourself
don't wake me like that
I was dreaming & I'd rather carry on
give me a love & hate on both my hands
I'll show you what I'm made of
wasting my breath when I say that
don't wake me like that
I was dreaming & I'm tired of everyone
here's hoping that you'll
go now so long leave me alone
give me a love & hate on both my hands
I'll show you what I'm made of
wasting my breath when I say that
love hates
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