Sunday Morning

Let's pretend it's a sunday morning

We'll go out, feeding pigeons

I'll take you on hands till the bridge though

I can tell that you won't listen to my words

To my words

I'm saying

All the ships are stuck in a harbour

As the river is full of flowers, my love



Let's go out, let's go out it's sunday

All the cinemas open till midnight

Oh, this life seems such a funny game

While the water turns into wine

Priest will bless and promise us heaven

I can tell that you don't listen to my words

To my words

I'm saying



What a day, what a day is invented

Sorry days like these can't be rented

What a chance, what a chance is given

And I would be a fool

If I didn't try



Oh, it's alright, it's alright, it's sunday

We'll go out taking pictures

We can put them in frames to remember

Of how life seems such a funny game

Still the water turn into wine

I can tell - you won't listen to my words

To my words

I'm saying



All the time there's a world between us

All the time between love and venus



What a day, what a day is invented

Sorry days like these can't be rented



What a day, what a day is invented

Sorry days like these can't be rented

What a chance, what a chance is given

And I would be a fool

If I didn't try



Let's pretend it's a sunday morning

Let's pretend it's a sunday morning

Let's pretend it's a sunday morning

Let's pretend it's a sunday morning