A Life Of Sundays

Hold me, before I go under
Hear me, before I drown
Sharpen your sense of wonder
Listen to what I've foundHere we are again
Two old lovers
Two old friends
Just when you need themA devil was standing on my shoes
Somehow I know how to defeat him
Since I tumbled into youYou taught me love and pain
And the unsung King of Ireland
Says the same thing
Wherever you find itThe whole world wide over
The same thing from the same old cause
Gotta talk about that same thing, I cannot define it
It is the same thing and it always wasIt struck me sad and strange
All that ever stays the same is change
And I dreamed, I wanderedWayward as a restless wave
Spanning from here to yonder
Most spectacularly savedDream and life entwined
The old day cracks and crumbles and it'sFine to be in your company
Funny to be in your day
A miracle just to be with you
Glad to be going your wayWere these unfolding plans
Designed and drawn by mortal hands?
Never in a life of Sundays
Would I have seen me here