sunday blues

someone somewhere told me it gets better

maybe it was my therapist on the line

so I called up my brother

but he didn’t have the time

so I let the music play

and now, I’m left,

singing alone, oh listening alone,

to my same sad songs

i just wish you would sing along

cuz I’ve got sunday blues, wish you were here to hold me too

but I don’t know it's you that I want, or just a shoulder that I can cry on

over these sunday blues, but now it haunts monday too

and all I see now is your ghost, of somebody I once used to know

now and again, i can’t get up

up out of bed, so i lay here instead

so i make up a lover

oh and he is so sweet

in my fantasy

but still, i’m left,

sleeping alone, oh dreaming alone

to my same sad songs

i just wish you would sing along

cuz I’ve got sunday blues, wish you were here to hold me too

but I don’t know it's you that I want, or just a shoulder that I can cry on

over these sunday blues, but now it haunts monday too

and all I see now is your ghost, of somebody I once used to know