Betty Buckley

Tell Me on a Sunday
Don't write a letter when you want to leaveDon't call me at 3 a.m. from a friend's apartmentI'd like to choose how I hear the newsTake me to a park that's covered with treesTell me on a Sunday pleaseLet me down easyNo big song and danceNo long faces, no long looksNo deep conversationI know the way we should spend the dayTake me to a zoo that's got chimpanzeesTell me on a Sunday pleaseDon't want to know who's to blameIt won't help knowingDon't want to fight day and nightBad enough you're goingDon't leave in silence with no word at allDon't get drunk and slam the doorThat's no way to end thisI know how I want you to say goodbyeFind a circus ring with a flying trapezeTell me on a Sunday pleaseI don't want to fight day and nightBad enough you're goingDon't leave in silence with no word at allLetras de cancionesDon't get drunk and slam the doorThat's no way to end thisI know how I want you to say goodbyeDon't run off in the pouring rainDon't call me as they call your planeTake the hurt out of all the painTake me to a park that's covered with treesTell me on a Sunday please From Letras Mania