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Save Your Tears for Sunday
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Country - Americana
Previous peak charts position #80
Previous peak charts position in subgenre #11
April 05, 2019
MP3 18.1 MB
320 kbps bitrate
WAV 80.0 MB
7:55 minutes
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Save Your Tears for Sunday Lyrics He said, “Love, child I’ve seen you laying in dreams under the blue moon sky, laid beside you praying on schemes while we were getting high, two fools to roses singing” On the wings of doves, found myself believing, under the stars, only the sweetest lie, moonlight deceiving, the fireflies burned so real to my eyes, two fools to fates believing And how’d you expect me to see time was runnin’ faster But then who am I to say, was never meant to be here anyway, and I’ve so few hours left to stay, so just save your tears for Sunday South of LA, the city lights lay burning into the sunset of a gold rush sky, the two of them lay yearning, alive on fire, the light was low the heat was high, two fool to loves beginning And to say it true, they burned, caught up in the lust of a youthful, reckless California blaze, kicked up in the dust of a ruthless, hopeful translucent haze, two fools star crossed and spinning And how’d you expect me to see time was runnin’ faster But then who am I to say, was never meant to be here anyway, and I’ve so few hours left to stay, so just save your tears for Sunday Well, ain’t time just the damnedest of things, caught up in all it takes and all it bring, but I guess even you one day shall know Poised to stand up and fight against it all by yourself evading the fall, but we each must pay a debt and so So the story goes, ran off in a fairy tale, like Hollywood and the plots they sell, into the sunset they rode, the company of troubadours, the subject of many of the fables they told, two fools lost in their dreaming And still they dream today, in a far off world where the dark can’t get to them, or so they say, and the sun crosses the sky in some old lost forgotten way, adrift in the roses singing And how’d you expect me to see time was runnin’ faster But then who am I to say, was never meant to be here anyway, and I’ve so few hours left to stay, so just save your tears for Sunday
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