Without You I Don't Like Sundays

Without you I don't like Sundays I don't read 'cause I can't think straight It's like I've been locked Out of my own life I keep going to our favourite places Can't help thinking if I trace my steps back Then I'll find a way to put this right But by the time I find you Will you still be The person I once knew? Are my words stuck in your head? Is there an imprint of me On the right side of your bed? Will we just stop talking? Will we end up walking Around this city alone instead? Guess I'll just get the bus home There's no rush 'Cause I'll be there alone How do I feel, where do I go? No there's so much time replacing All the hours that we once wasted Summer nights we chased, oh It's all too much to face now Will you still be the same? Are my words stuck in your head? Is there an imprint of me On the right side of your bed? Will we just stop talking? Will we end up walking Around this city alone instead? Now everything is you And all my plans have fallen through Should I take back what I said? Do you want me to forget? Are my words stuck in your head? Is there an imprint of me On the right side of your bed? Will we just stop talking? Will we end up walking Around this city alone instead? Around this city alone instead Without you I don't like Sundays