walked through the streets on my own
empty Sunday at dawn
six o'clock and you've gone
grey little square in the town
empty Sunday alone without you
where is home
I see your face
I see your smile
I see the eyes that used to cry
I see the lips I used to kiss
I can't forget
see you standing all alone
I see the things that I did wrong
I see I didn't try enough to give you love
cold on the bench in the park
empty Sunday is here
empty day, empty year
I see your face
I see your smile
I see the eyes that used to cry
I see the lips I used to kiss
I can't forget
see you standing all alone
I see the things that I did wrong
I see I didn't try enough to give you love
I see your face
I see your smile
I see the eyes that used to cry
I see the lips I used to kiss
I can't forget
see you standing all alone
I see the things that I did wrong
I see I didn't try enough to give you love
empty Sunday at dawn
six o'clock and you've gone
grey little square in the town
empty Sunday alone without you
where is home
I see your face
I see your smile
I see the eyes that used to cry
I see the lips I used to kiss
I can't forget
see you standing all alone
I see the things that I did wrong
I see I didn't try enough to give you love
cold on the bench in the park
empty Sunday is here
empty day, empty year
I see your face
I see your smile
I see the eyes that used to cry
I see the lips I used to kiss
I can't forget
see you standing all alone
I see the things that I did wrong
I see I didn't try enough to give you love
I see your face
I see your smile
I see the eyes that used to cry
I see the lips I used to kiss
I can't forget
see you standing all alone
I see the things that I did wrong
I see I didn't try enough to give you love