Sunday Times Lyrics

	Well, 't was Sunday morning when we met
	The streets were still empty and glistening wet
	I said "How would you like
	To share my Sunday Times?
	The way to read a paper is over
	Somebody else's shoulder"
	You said "Yes", you said "Yes
	I'd like to read the Times with you"
	And we had tea and Times for two
	We went through good times and bad
	Side by side and hand by hand
	With Times and Sundays flying by
	Like paper planes in the summer sky
	And Sunday was my favorite day
	Until that Sunday you went away
	Now you're gone and there's no one
	To talk about elections with
	And argue over sections with
	It's Sunday morning, Sunday blue
	Got piles of old papers full of bad news
	And I won't get out of bed
	Until the sun has set
	I've read the editorial, the weekend reviews
	But I can't get through all the rest of the news
	'Cause now you're gone, now you're gone
	I think of you between the lines
	And I can't get through the Sunday Times

	Well, ' t was Sunday morning when we met
	The streets were still empty and glistening wet
	I said " How would you like
	To share my Sunday Times?
	The way to read a paper is over
	Somebody else' s shoulder"
	You said " Yes", you said " Yes
	I' d like to read the Times with you"
	And we had tea and Times for two
	We went through good times and bad
	Side by side and hand by hand
	With Times and Sundays flying by
	Like paper planes in the summer sky
	And Sunday was my favorite day
	Until that Sunday you went away
	Now you' re gone and there' s no one
	To talk about elections with
	And argue over sections with
	It' s Sunday morning, Sunday blue
	Got piles of old papers full of bad news
	And I won' t get out of bed
	Until the sun has set
	I' ve read the editorial, the weekend reviews
	But I can' t get through all the rest of the news
	' Cause now you' re gone, now you' re gone
	I think of you between the lines
	And I can' t get through the Sunday Times

	Well, ' t was Sunday morning when we met
	The streets were still empty and glistening wet
	I said " How would you like
	To share my Sunday Times?
	The way to read a paper is over
	Somebody else' s shoulder"
	You said " Yes", you said " Yes
	I' d like to read the Times with you"
	And we had tea and Times for two
	We went through good times and bad
	Side by side and hand by hand
	With Times and Sundays flying by
	Like paper planes in the summer sky
	And Sunday was my favorite day
	Until that Sunday you went away
	Now you' re gone and there' s no one
	To talk about elections with
	And argue over sections with
	It' s Sunday morning, Sunday blue
	Got piles of old papers full of bad news
	And I won' t get out of bed
	Until the sun has set
	I' ve read the editorial, the weekend reviews
	But I can' t get through all the rest of the news
	' Cause now you' re gone, now you' re gone
	I think of you between the lines
	And I can' t get through the Sunday Times

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