A Month of Sundays

Lyrics

Here comes the good cry Long overdue Will I feel better? Will I feel new? When to belittle When to belong When to be better Off alone A month of Sundays Just came and went You'd best not ask me How my days were spent A month of Sundays Spirits are low Boys singing treble On the radio Here comes the good cry No stopping now It's gonna happen If you allow When to be safe When to be sound When to be floating All around A month of Sundays Came over you Washed out the colors But greys and blues A month of Sundays Where can you go? When boys sing treble On the radio