| Song | There's Always Sunday |
| Artist | Karen Matheson |
| Album | The Dreaming Sea |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Grant | |
| I'm not afraid I know what's your mind | |
| It does not worry me | |
| When I hear your name sometimes it's a blade | |
| Mostly it's a key. | |
| And there's always Sunday, to change your mind | |
| for the craven and the blind | |
| There's always Sunday to change your mind | |
| And I'll take my chances here with you tonight. | |
| You say there's a place where two rivers meet | |
| and they flow out to the sea | |
| Your drunken grace your eloquence and your smiling face | |
| make me want to believe | |
| That there's always Sunday, to change your mind | |
| for the craven and the blind | |
| There's always Sunday to change your mind | |
| And I'll take my chances here with you tonight. | |
| So offer me, one more sweet seduction | |
| I think you know by now I can take it | |
| And tell me this isn't self destruction | |
| tell me that you think we can make it | |
| And there's always Sunday, to change your mind | |
| for the craven and the blind | |
| There's always Sunday to change your mind | |
| And I'll take my chances here with you tonight. |
| zuo qu : Grant | |
| I' m not afraid I know what' s your mind | |
| It does not worry me | |
| When I hear your name sometimes it' s a blade | |
| Mostly it' s a key. | |
| And there' s always Sunday, to change your mind | |
| for the craven and the blind | |
| There' s always Sunday to change your mind | |
| And I' ll take my chances here with you tonight. | |
| You say there' s a place where two rivers meet | |
| and they flow out to the sea | |
| Your drunken grace your eloquence and your smiling face | |
| make me want to believe | |
| That there' s always Sunday, to change your mind | |
| for the craven and the blind | |
| There' s always Sunday to change your mind | |
| And I' ll take my chances here with you tonight. | |
| So offer me, one more sweet seduction | |
| I think you know by now I can take it | |
| And tell me this isn' t self destruction | |
| tell me that you think we can make it | |
| And there' s always Sunday, to change your mind | |
| for the craven and the blind | |
| There' s always Sunday to change your mind | |
| And I' ll take my chances here with you tonight. |
| zuò qǔ : Grant | |
| I' m not afraid I know what' s your mind | |
| It does not worry me | |
| When I hear your name sometimes it' s a blade | |
| Mostly it' s a key. | |
| And there' s always Sunday, to change your mind | |
| for the craven and the blind | |
| There' s always Sunday to change your mind | |
| And I' ll take my chances here with you tonight. | |
| You say there' s a place where two rivers meet | |
| and they flow out to the sea | |
| Your drunken grace your eloquence and your smiling face | |
| make me want to believe | |
| That there' s always Sunday, to change your mind | |
| for the craven and the blind | |
| There' s always Sunday to change your mind | |
| And I' ll take my chances here with you tonight. | |
| So offer me, one more sweet seduction | |
| I think you know by now I can take it | |
| And tell me this isn' t self destruction | |
| tell me that you think we can make it | |
| And there' s always Sunday, to change your mind | |
| for the craven and the blind | |
| There' s always Sunday to change your mind | |
| And I' ll take my chances here with you tonight. |