(Tom Johnston)
|
I'm sittin' in my room, I'm starin' out my window
|
And I wonder where you've gone
|
Thinking back on the happy hours just before the dawn
|
Outside the wind is blowin'
|
It seems to call your name again
|
Where have you gone
|
City streets and lonely highways
|
I travel down
|
My car is empty and the radio just seems to bring me down
|
I'm just tryin' to find me
|
A pretty smile that I can get into
|
It's true, I'm lost without you
|
|
Another lonely park, another Sunday
|
Why is it life turns out that way
|
Just when you think you got a good thing
|
It seems to slip away
|
|
It's warm outside, no clouds are in the sky
|
But I need a place to go and hide
|
I keep it to myself
|
I don't want nobody else
|
To see me cryin' all those tears in my eyes
|
|
Another park, another Sunday
|
Why is it life turns out that way
|
Just when you think you got a good thing
|
It seems to slip away
|
Another park, another Sunday
|
It's dark and empty thanks to you
|
I got to get myself together
|
But it's hard to do
|
|
-----------------
|
Another Park, Another Sunday
|
| The Doobie Brothers |
