Sunday Morning Testo

Sappy pathetic little me
That was the girl I used to be
You had me on my knees
I'd trade you places any day
I'd never thought you
Could be that way
But you looked
Like me on Sunday
You came in
With the breeze On Sunday Morning
You sure have changed
Since yesterday
Without any warning

I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you
I thought
I knew you well
So well

You're trying my shoes
On for a change
They look so good
But fit so strange
Out of fashion
So I can complain

You came in
With the breeze On Sunday Morning
You sure have changed
Since yesterday
Without any warning

I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you
I thought I knew you well
So well

I know who I am
But who are you?
You're not looking
Like you used to
You're on the other side
Of the mirror
So nothing's looking
Quite as clear

Thank you
For turning on the light
Thank you
Now you're the parasite
I didn't think
You had it in you
And now
You're looking
Like I used to

You came in
With the breeze
On Sunday Morning
You sure have changed
Since yesterday
Without any warning
And you want me badly
You cannot have me

I thought I knew you
I've got a new view
I thought
I knew you well
Oh, well