Sundays (The)
24 Hours
Few true cares have I as the world turns round. I was blind but now I'm still blind, too few cares have I as the world turns sour. I was blind but now I'm still blind, I liked you for 24 hours in your house. And when the time has come to live again, I shall.
And I liked you for 24 hours in your house, and now the time has come to live again, I shall.
I liked you but that was before, why me?
I never knew then and I don't know now, oh, the things you do all come back to you.
That's why I hung back but I'll say what I like now.
From Letras Mania