"Sundays" genre: Indie
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	this is a live acoustic recording of me. the song was written in december 2001. a love song... missing someone... ENJOY! please email me with your opinion. Id love feedback.. good/bad whatever
	Story Behind the Song well, this one was my christmas gift. It came to me on christmas eve. a nice gift i thought. Everyone has had a relationship with someone that eventually leads to a bad ending. This was my bad ending song.. instead of being angry and bitter when he. I missed him. Sometimes that happens. Lyrics i don't wanna see your face through the cheap glass of the picture frame. through the memories you left, etched in this brain. I don't wanna hear words through the letters, the postcards, or the telephone. I just need you here alone with me. *****but nothing speeds this clock and noone understands, why i miss you like i do i do I swear I do. Cross your heart and tell me it'll all be ok. Im livin alone Im trying to cope but i think i miss you most on sundays. just another day, another night in this paradise. I just live my life, I do what i can. I don't think you know what i'd sacrafice, I'd compromise to see you, to feel you again. ***chorus**** moans ***chorus**** out

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