Intro: singing la-da-da-da-da la-da-da-da-da-da la-da-da
I remember Sunday morning
I would meet him at the park
We'd walk toghether hand in hand
Till it was almost dark
Now I wake up Sunday morning
Walk along the lane to find
obody waiting for me
Sunday's just another day
REFRAIN
Sunday will never be the same
(Sunday will never be the same)
I lost my baby's heart
I must be back again
(??)
Sunny afternoons that made 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 changed
I must be home the sun is gone and I think it's gonna rain
REFRAIN
I remember children
Feeding flocks of pigeons
I remember sunshine and you were mine
But a-la-da-da-da-da la-da-da-da-da-da-dahhhh
REFRAIN
Fade while repeating "Sunday will never be the same"
Writer(s): Terry Cashman, Gene Thomas Pistilli
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