The Verna Cannon - Sunday Feels Like Goodbye lyrics

Under the weight That comes on with the dusk Something is wrong, but I can't say what Curling up on the bed That you blessed with your head It's all I can do to rest my eyes Sunday feels like goodbye And it comes on Like it's collecting bills You drive away And it's raining cats and clichés Daylight savings for a sunny day So the world is dark and frozen And I'm stopped like I forgot how to live God did nothing on a Sunday, so they say And I don't blame him