I'm not afraid, I know what's your mind
It does not worry me
When I hear your name sometimes it's a blade
Mostly it's a key

And there's always Sunday to change your mind
For the craven and the blind
There's always Sunday to change your mind
And I'll take my chances here with you tonight

You say there's a place where two rivers meet

And they flow out to the sea
Your drunken grace, your eloquence and your smiling face
Make me want to believe


So offer me, one more sweet seduction
I think you know by now I can take it
And tell me this isn't self destruction
Tell me that you think we can make it


There's always Sunday...
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There's Always Sunday Lyrics

Karen Matheson – There's Always Sunday Lyrics