Drag yourself along to the sweetest Sunday song

Then you smile

It's the kind of place where dizzy and awake you face

the night

And I stoop to touch the skin that only seems to be

here in my mind


And I see a stranger now

Playing games that break her heart


Oh miss jones oh miss jones can't you see

Oh miss jones oh miss jones it's me


I am in a dream and I don't know why

The sweetest pain that I, the sweetest pain that I, I,

I

Sunday in the garden and my mind, oh my mind


And my fever close my eyes

Till my dream enclose my mind


Oh miss jones oh miss jones can't you see

Oh miss jones oh miss jones it's me


Drag yourself along to the sweetest Sunday song

Then you smile

It's the kind of place where dizzy and awake you face

the night