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Say hello
To this ghost town in my mind
Am I spinning round in circles
Or just standing still in time
Got this feeling
It's like getting out of school
Something's in the air
And it makes me feel uncool
I could change the world but I'm in bed
No one's home and all the streets are dead
Feels like a Sunday
It feels like a Sunday morning rain
I don't want your Monday
It feels like a Sunday
I pray to Mother Mary
She's a magnet on my fridge
She helps me to remember
To never burn a bridge
I know it's not today
Cause the church bell doesn't ring
But somewhere in my head
I can hear the angels sing
I just want to sleep my day away
Save it for another rainy day
Feels like a Sunday
It feels like a Sunday morning rain
I don't want your Monday
It feels like a Sunday that I don't mind
If I leave and don't come back
For a long time
Don't let it rain
And don't you cry
And cause I'll see you every Sunday
Feels like a Sunday
It feels like a Sunday morning rain
I don't want your Monday
It feels like a Sunday I don't mind
Feels like a Sunday
It feels like a Sunday morning rain
I don't want your Monday
It feels like a Sunday that I don't mind
And I don't care
And I don't mind
I don't care
I'm just like a Sunday
Feels like a Sunday