Sunday Morning out of my mind
Feel like it's going to waste
25 years, Seven Impossible days
Monday morning I'll never find
Someone with strength to betray
25 years, seven impossible days
People are walking, leaving behind
Someone who wants them to stay
Everyone's talking out of their mind
See that thay gone, afraid that they coming to stay
Friday morning got through the grind
Find me a woman who lays
My head to bed in seven impossible ways
People are walking, leaving behind
Someone who wants them to stay
Everyone's talking out of their mind
See that thay gone, afraid that they coming to stay
Sunday Morning out of my mind
Feel like it's going to waste
25 years, Seven Impossible Days
Seven Impossible Days
Seven Impossible Days
Seven Impossible Days
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Sunday Morning out of my mind
Feel like it's going to waste
25 years, Seven Impossible days
Monday morning I'll never find
Someone with strength to betray
25 years, seven impossible days
People are walking, leaving behind
Someone who wants them to stay
Everyone's talking out of their mind
See that thay gone, afraid that they coming to stay
Friday morning got through the grind
Find me a woman who lays
My head to bed in seven impossible ways
People are walking, leaving behind
Someone who wants them to stay
Everyone's talking out of their mind
See that thay gone, afraid that they coming to stay
Sunday Morning out of my mind
Feel like it's going to waste
25 years, Seven Impossible Days
Seven Impossible Days
Seven Impossible Days
Seven Impossible Days
Feel like it's going to waste
25 years, Seven Impossible days
Monday morning I'll never find
Someone with strength to betray
25 years, seven impossible days
People are walking, leaving behind
Someone who wants them to stay
Everyone's talking out of their mind
See that thay gone, afraid that they coming to stay
Friday morning got through the grind
Find me a woman who lays
My head to bed in seven impossible ways
People are walking, leaving behind
Someone who wants them to stay
Everyone's talking out of their mind
See that thay gone, afraid that they coming to stay
Sunday Morning out of my mind
Feel like it's going to waste
25 years, Seven Impossible Days
Seven Impossible Days
Seven Impossible Days
Seven Impossible Days
Writer: PAUL BRANDON GILBERT
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group