Always On Sunday - Lyrics - Tammany Hall Nyc

Always on Sunday We think about the used to be's The where am I's My fantasies Always on Sundays I think about you and I in the woods side by side The autumn air and hayride Always on Sunday I think about my boys and the noise we would make in my car Just seven guys, didn't get far, but that was still cool, cool, cool It's better to live then to act like a fool Than fool yourself to not living at all Always Sunday (2x) Always on Sunday she's on my eyelashes lingering Tears have all dried up, but the stings still tingling Let them fall Tears have to fall Always Sunday