Текст песни «Sunday morning»

Let’s pretend it’s a sunday morning We’ll go out and feeding pigeons I’ll take you on hands till the bridge down I can tell You won’t listen to my words, Yes, all my words I’m saying, All the ships are stuck in a harbour As the river is full of flowers my love… Let’s go out, let’s go out, it’s sunday All the cinemas open till midnight Oh, this life seems such a funny game While the water turns into wine Priests will bless and promise us heaven I can tell You don’t listen to my words, Yes, all my words I’m saying What a day, what a day is invented Sorry, days like these can’t be rented What a chance, what a chance is given And I would be a fool if I didn’t try It’s all right, it’s all right it’s sunday We’ll go out and taking pictures We can put them in frames to remember Of how life seems such a funny game Still the water turns into wine I can tell You won’t listen to my words, Yes, all my words, I’m saying All the time there’s a world between us All the time between love and venus What a day, what a day is invented Sorry, days like these can’t be rented What a chance, what a chance is given And I would be a fool if I didn’t try Let’s pretend it’s a sunday morning…