Sunday Rain

Chorus
Sunday rain, Oh it dulls the pain
Your killing me baby, baby, baby
ignoring me again

I said you're killing me baby, leaving me insane
with obsessive love, that waxes and wanes

Who can I turn to?, to cry about you
When you lie again, and double and triple the pain

Whose gonna be there, when it all falls down
Whose gonna catch me before I hit the ground

There's no future for us, its a dying love
You're the soldier, who shot this dove

Its a dove that sings, as it clips its own wings
to nurture you, with its heart so true

There must be a future, if this dove is to die
Soldier drink my tears, drink dry my cry....