Sunday

This tiny flat is too big without her I've got no life in here when she's not around anymore It's Sunday evening and the rain is pouring I talk to the streets but they tell me nothing tonight Tonight She just had to leave And she could not tell me why Something 'bout a place she had to go on her own She just had to leave And I'm no one to tell her how To live her life with ghosts I don't believe in Oh I'm worried sick, can't even think of sleepin' I gotta head out to find where she's hidin' She could be anywhere, this whole city's her home I pray this town loves her just as much as I do Oh, and then a fear hits me, she might be all alone In the cold or even worse; being with someone she don't know Tonight She just had to leave And she could not tell me why Something 'bout a place she had to go on her own To live her live with ghosts I don't believe in And if I find her I don't even know what I'll see She's never let me in on that Her very self's so connected with the places she's in It changes so much with time and space She just had to leave And she could not tell me why Something 'bout the place she had to go on her own She just had to leave And there's no one to tell her how To stand up straight to the things that are wrong In a right way cause they are breakin' her down Hope she's ok Dance with coincidence, ignore that she's on Smile, and let her go You got to stand up straight Pray for her later, let's hope she's ok Dance with coincidence, ignore that she's on Smile, and let her go