Lyric

Goodbye Sunday

The day has come by

Now it’s under sea

Of your consciousness

It’s gone

Goodbye Sunday

In case you see

Now it’s understood

That thoughtlessness

Will go

There’re so much you had to say

She’s a baby, you’re a guy

You know the one who's made you feel like Sunday

She’s maybe your kind

She’s the one who made you feel like Sunday

She’s happy, you’re lucky

That’s the way she made you feel like Sunday

Goodbye Sunday

You believed in where future goes

There's only thing that I can say about:

It’s not too late, it is not too late

Goodbye Sunday…

Never let her go again

One only thing that I am sure about:

It’s not too late

It is not too late

That's where she has to stay

She’s a baby, you’re a guy

You know the one who's made you feel like Sunday

She’s maybe your kind

She’s the one who made you feel like Sunday

She’s happy, you’re lucky

That’s the way she made you feel like Sunday

Goodbye Sunday

You believed in where future goes

There's only thing that I can say about:

It’s not too late

It is not too late

Goodbye Sunday…

Never let her go again

One only thing that I am sure about:

It’s not too late

It is not too late

She’s a baby, you’re a guy

She's the one who's made you feel like Sunday

Not too late

It's not too late

She’s maybe your kind

And she’s the one who made you feel like Sunday

Not too late

It's not too late

Goodbye