Month of Sundays   

see all the lonely people
living in their world of pain
silently pass each other
their passion is in vain
measure their life in inches
moving from place to place
each day they're paying tribute
to the idols that they chase

sometimes i tell myself
that happiness is not a fleeting state
and someday i'll find a way
someday

i've been waiting a month of sundays
for someone to come in my life
i've been waiting a month of sundays
i've been waiting for all my life

maddy is good for harry
helps him get through the night
he knows they're good together
she'll be there all his life
somebody tell me something
i can't go on this way
each day's a dress rehearsal
for a non-existent play

sometimes i'm feelin' down
goin' round feelin' sorry for myself
and still someday I'll find a way
someday

i've been waiting a month of sundays
for someone to come in my life
i've been waiting a month of sundays
i've been waiting for all my life

the lonely can be happy
some people find a way
just need someone beside me
to steal my heart away
someday

i've been waiting a month of sundays
for someone to come in my life
i've been waiting a month of sundays
i've been waiting for all my life

Written by Paul Bromwell
Copyright 1999 Emily's Music