Sometime Sunday - Home Тексты

And home is a place I've never been.
And home is a place I've never seen.
Can you understand?

Chorus:
In times of distress, I think of you.
Coming down, coming down.

Like a child, like a baby,
you took me in your arms.
I'll hold on to Sunday, yeah.
A first time to come home.

(Chorus 2x)

Bridge:
I hear you calling...
I hear you calling...

(Chorus 2x)