Kevin Tellie Sundays Lyrics

Sundays Lyrics

Home from this sun, this room is a mess

18 hours till I come back from this sparkled end

Still I’ve searched my photographs

And everybody looks the same

I’ve tried searching your eyes for some new beginning



Sundays nobody near

Through me eyes yesterday’s clear

This dark radio has so much sound

On Sundays when no one’s around



Tomorrow I’ll forget the darkness within

But today I’ll remember my lights

To hold up five memories in a picture still

I remember five memories because no one else will

Today’s so here and tomorrow’s no where to be seen



Sundays nobody near

Through me eyes yesterday’s clear

This dark radio has so much sound

On Sundays when no one’s around



To lay awake dreaming the morning before

Nothing is happening, leaving no more

The house in the sand, all covered in gold

Sundays come up 

19 hours they hold



The sun in my half window glows over the wood

No stars yet, but their falling

Falling back to the wood



Sundays nobody near

Through me eyes yesterday’s clear

This dark radio has so much sound

On Sundays when no one’s around