Song | Lonely Sunday Afternoon |
Artist | Blue Swede |
Album | Hooked on a Feeling |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Palmers, Skifs | |
Sail when everybody was still sleeping | |
Imagine me the only one alive | |
My single silent time | |
Not a living soul around | |
It's so lonely in a sunday afternoon | |
Last night found me filled with joy and laughter | |
Talking just joking until dawn | |
In this dusky lumina light | |
I keep clinging to last night | |
I'm so lonely in a sunday afternoon | |
Friends, so I am told, never leave you in the cold | |
Not friends, to me it's just another word | |
On my own, then I pay my telephone | |
Kill my time by looking at the ceiling | |
Seeing faded pictures passing by | |
Like a puzzle that confuses me | |
They amaze me and amuse me | |
Still I'm lonely in a sunday afternoon | |
Not a single sound sound in town | |
Not a living soul around | |
It's so lonely in a sunday afternoon | |
Friends, so I am told, never leave you in the cold | |
Not friends, to me it's just another word | |
On my own, then I pay my telephone | |
Kill my time by looking at the ceiling | |
Seeing faded pictures passing by | |
Like a puzzle that confuses me | |
They amaze me and amuse me | |
Still I'm lonely in a sunday afternoon |
zuo ci : Palmers, Skifs | |
Sail when everybody was still sleeping | |
Imagine me the only one alive | |
My single silent time | |
Not a living soul around | |
It' s so lonely in a sunday afternoon | |
Last night found me filled with joy and laughter | |
Talking just joking until dawn | |
In this dusky lumina light | |
I keep clinging to last night | |
I' m so lonely in a sunday afternoon | |
Friends, so I am told, never leave you in the cold | |
Not friends, to me it' s just another word | |
On my own, then I pay my telephone | |
Kill my time by looking at the ceiling | |
Seeing faded pictures passing by | |
Like a puzzle that confuses me | |
They amaze me and amuse me | |
Still I' m lonely in a sunday afternoon | |
Not a single sound sound in town | |
Not a living soul around | |
It' s so lonely in a sunday afternoon | |
Friends, so I am told, never leave you in the cold | |
Not friends, to me it' s just another word | |
On my own, then I pay my telephone | |
Kill my time by looking at the ceiling | |
Seeing faded pictures passing by | |
Like a puzzle that confuses me | |
They amaze me and amuse me | |
Still I' m lonely in a sunday afternoon |
zuò cí : Palmers, Skifs | |
Sail when everybody was still sleeping | |
Imagine me the only one alive | |
My single silent time | |
Not a living soul around | |
It' s so lonely in a sunday afternoon | |
Last night found me filled with joy and laughter | |
Talking just joking until dawn | |
In this dusky lumina light | |
I keep clinging to last night | |
I' m so lonely in a sunday afternoon | |
Friends, so I am told, never leave you in the cold | |
Not friends, to me it' s just another word | |
On my own, then I pay my telephone | |
Kill my time by looking at the ceiling | |
Seeing faded pictures passing by | |
Like a puzzle that confuses me | |
They amaze me and amuse me | |
Still I' m lonely in a sunday afternoon | |
Not a single sound sound in town | |
Not a living soul around | |
It' s so lonely in a sunday afternoon | |
Friends, so I am told, never leave you in the cold | |
Not friends, to me it' s just another word | |
On my own, then I pay my telephone | |
Kill my time by looking at the ceiling | |
Seeing faded pictures passing by | |
Like a puzzle that confuses me | |
They amaze me and amuse me | |
Still I' m lonely in a sunday afternoon |