Alone on a Sunday
Pondering.
Not knowing what to do
Just floudering.
Money's tight
And time is short,
but still I sit and wait, inactive.
Don't step out in the sun,
It's blistering.
Don't stay here in the dark,
It's smothering.
Where's the way
That I should take?
I'm still here lost inside my reverie.
Pondering.
Not knowing what to do
Just floudering.
Money's tight
And time is short,
but still I sit and wait, inactive.
Don't step out in the sun,
It's blistering.
Don't stay here in the dark,
It's smothering.
Where's the way
That I should take?
I'm still here lost inside my reverie.