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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeOn Sunday
You should take a walkBut it's just the same wherever you goYou just wish the ghost was goneSo you make some callsBut it's talking while you're wanting to goYou're just ringing phones for funYou can always make a new excuse to cry)But you don't have to use it on yourselfSo why spend your sadness nowSave it up for me on sundayAnd why is lonely all you haveWhen love is what you'll find on sundayYou might guard your heartBut it's awfully fun to have it brokenaOr at least to leave a bruiseIt becomes an artThough the rules of which are rarely spokenBy the lucky ones who can chooseSo your pain becomes another souvenirAnd your souvenirs become your worldSo why spend your sadness nowSave it up for me on sundayAnd why is lonely all you haveWhen love is what you'll find on sundayWhy spend your sadness nowSave it up for me on sundayAnd why is lonely all you haveWhen love is what you'll find on sunday
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