Testo Sunday Blue

I know you understand the way I feel, you know it's true I know you won't look back if you should feel the way I do When mourning comes, we may have learned a thing or two Sunday blue Sunday blue Sunday blue When nothing goes as planned, it's so unreal, it's nothing new how long will it take for this to fade from me and you? When morning comes the sun won't burn, is that a clue? Sunday blue Sunday blue Sunday blue I know you won't look back if you should feel the way I do when mourning comes, the tides will turn- we'll see it through Sunday blue, Sunday blue, Sunday blue