Tekster: Hurts. Sunday.

There are times when we question the things we know
We never thought that the cracks would begin to show
We both know love is not that easy
I wish I'd known that it would be this hard to be alone...
Please, come home!

The loveless nights, they seem so long
I know that I'll hold you someday,
But till you come back where you belong
It's just another lonely Sunday.

Is this the end of a love that has just begun?
I always hoped that the best it was yet to come.
So, please come back, don't you leave me!
We're both so young, I know you need me too.
And there'll always be times like these.

The loveless nights, they seem so long
I know that I'll hold you someday.
But till you come back where you belong
It's just another lonely Sunday.

Maybe we'll see that we were wrong
If ever we look back one day
But till you come back where you belong
It's just another lonely Sunday.

Lonely, lonely...

If you don't come back tomorrow
I'll be left here in the cold
If you don't come back tomorrow, I'll go

The loveless nights, they seem so long
I know that I'll hold you someday.
But till you come back where you belong
It's just another lonely Sunday.

And maybe we'll see that we were wrong
If ever we look back one day
But till you come back where you belong
It's just another lonely Sunday.

Lonely, lonely...

Lonely Sunday...