It's Sunday noon in my room 

The wind is really ragin' 

Inside I'll hide in my tune 

And think of yesterday playing 

'In my room' 

'In my room' 

I feel like a kite high in a tree 

Is this where I'm suppose to be? 

I wish I was a little boy 

When love was taken care of 

I know. I will say. 

Maybe today. 



It's Sunday noon, cocoon and heal 

Oh no, please don't throw me in the briar. 

When mothers made all the meals 

And fathers built the fire 

When will this feeling go away? 

When will this feeling ever stay? 



Maybe today. Maybe today. 

Maybe today. Maybe today. 

And now I'm not so mournful 

As I sit and watch the wind blow 

This place is my cathedral 

And the choir's swaying just outside the window 

Everyone needs a day to dream, perchance 

Today I have yesterday to tempt me 

So c'mon put on your best dress and let's dance 

For the chairs are all but empty 

When will this feeling go away? 

When will this feeling ever stay? 



Maybe today. Maybe today. 

Maybe today. Maybe today.