Sunday Afternoon

(Music: Philip Marienfeld, Alex Endress, Lyrics: Alex Endress)

I used to dream the day away, never face the truth.
They tell me I’m ignorant. They don’t know I have no choice.
I used to lie and I’m cheating myself. I need my daily dose.
But could it really be, (that) there is something more to loose.

No matter what they say or do.
No one is by my side.
No matter if I fly or fall.
No matter if I die.

Sunday afternoon, star ships are passing by.
Window gazing while it rains.
Drifting through the sky, while you’re driving by.
Chasing every memory of you.

You used to do the same old thing, every Sunday noon.
No one is keeping you away from me, no helping hand in sight.
Still feel the emptiness inside, a painful voiceless cry.
No way out of this daily grind, I still can’t see the light.

No matter if I scream and shout.
No one is by my side.
No matter if I hide away.
Still life’s a reason to die.

Sunday afternoon, star ships are passing by.
Window gazing while it rains.
Drifting through the sky, while you’re driving by.
Chasing every memory of you.

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