Blue Sunday

Why am I so tired? I havent been up all night Why do I do these things? I miss the morning light And now it's getting late And I don't feel alright I know it's tempting fate But it makes me realise That I don't understand this sunday no I just don't get it anymore And I don't understand this blue day until she comes knocking on my door But I've come to like this Sunday, she treats me good I'm sure I know I'll feel alright someday but 'till then I'm lying on the floor Floor I see the autumn leaves Light shining through the trees And there's some people talking I think I lost my keys, yeah And everybody wants that sunshine When it's a rainy day But I just want some showers yeah In the month of may Yeah in the month of may That I don't understand this sunday no I just don't get it anymore And I don't understand this blue day until she comes knocking on my door But I've come to like this Sunday, she treats me good I'm sure I know I'll feel alright someday but 'till then I'm lying on the floor That I don't understand this sunday no I just don't get it anymore And I don't understand this blue day until she comes knocking on my door But I've come to like this Sunday, she treats me good I'm sure I know I'll feel alright someday but 'till then I'm lying on the floor