Lyrics The Sunday Drivers

The Sunday Drivers

She

She can promise

She can swear that she won’t smile

and she smiles since

she wakes up

She can lend you

Even more of what she’s got

And just needs a

sweet kiss back

She’s so strange so very strange

All the things she’d like to say

Have been said while she was crying

She believes in...

She believes in what she sees

And she’s blind when

She can’t see me.

She wants people

And people want her to forget

They don’t have no

One like her