James Blunt - Sun on Sunday lyrics
[James Blunt - Sun on Sunday lyrics]
So insincerely, but so gently in denial
And me the thief, so selfishly
All the moments meant for you
I made them mine
How was I so blind to
Miss you crumbling inside?
Is it too late now to fix
You? Let me make it right
'Cause there'll be no sun on Sunday
No reason for words to rhyme
'Cause if you're bleeding, so am I
A wishful look, a hesitate
You're hoping I will notice
That you're not OK
And me the fool, you turn away
It's only then I feel the
Weight of my mistakes
And if I cut you, if I bruise you
Then the scars are always mine
Cause I love you so to lose you
Would be worse than if I died