Sunday afternoon
Not a lot to do
Think of all

The places I could be
People I could meet
Life so small


I'm watching drops of rain
On my window pane

Empty streets

And no one knocks around

No one goes to town

I'm a-going out

Sick of staying in
Living life


With worries on my mind
Waste away the time


Days that I was born
Closed up all the doors
So restricted


Put my life of shame
Through the window pane

Now I'm blessed

Cause god created Sundays

So we could stay in
And watch the rain fall down
I lay on my bed

I feel all left out
I switch off my head


And I can live on my own
And stay in all day
And watch the rain falling down

I lay on my bed
I feel all left out
And switch off my head