Intro
Verse 1
What Am I Gonna Do On Sundays
You'd Throw The Curtain Wide And I Wouldn't Mind The Sky Of Only Clouds
Sheltering In That Subway
With Proper Painful Laugh And See How Long We Make A Tenner Last
I'm Gonna Miss You Having Something To Say About Everyone
Ruining My Joke Coming Up With A Better One
Leaving All This Might Be Easier Said Than Done
It's A Fight That You Should Have Won
Hook
You Can Keep The Rain But Let Me Have The Sundays
That's Something I Can't Bear Lose
No Need To Pretend That All We Had Was Sundays
We Had Our Share Of Mondays Too I Thought You'd
Fight A Little Harder For Me I Thought You'd
Fight A Little Harder For Me
Verse 2
Tired On The Train This Morning
Who Am I Gonna Tell 'Bout My Day From Hell Who's Gonna Talk Me Down
I'll Mostly Miss The Boring
The Walk From Your House To That Café You're Always On About
Too Bad Couldn't See What You Had In Front Of You I Did What I Had To Do
Outro
Fight A Little Harder For Me I Thought You'd
Fight A Little Harder For Me
