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Sunday will never be the same
I′ve lost my Sunday song
He'll not be back again
I remember Sunday morning, I would meet him at the park
We′d walk together hand in hand 'til it was almost dark
Now I wake up Sunday morning, walk across the way to find nobody waiting for me
Sunday's just another day
Sunday will never be the same (Sunday will never be the same)
I′ve lost my Sunday song
He′ll not be back again
Sunny afternoons that make me feel so warm inside
Have turned as cold and gray as ashes as I feel the embers die
No longer can I walk these paths for they have changes
I must be home, the sun is gone
And I think it's gonna rain
Sunday will never be the same (Sunday will never be the same)
I′ve lost my Sunday song
He'll not be back again
I remember children feeding flocks of pigeons
I remember sunshine
And you were mine
Sunday will never be the same (Sunday will never be the same)
I′ve lost my Sunday song
He'll not be back again
Sunday will never be the same (come on)
Sunday will never be the same
Sunday will never be the same oh-oh
Sunday will never be the same
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Writer(s): Terry Cashman, Gene Thomas Pistilli Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
