I'm not afraid I know what's your mind
It does not worry me
When I hear your name sometimes it's a blade
Mostly it's a key.
And there's always Sunday, to change your mind
for the craven and the blind
There's always Sunday to change your mind
And I'll take my chances here with you tonight.
You say there's a place where two rivers meet
and they flow out to the sea
Your drunken grace your eloquence and your smiling face
make me want to believe
That there's always Sunday, to change your mind
for the craven and the blind
There's always Sunday to change your mind
And I'll take my chances here with you tonight.
So offer me, one more sweet seduction
I think you know by now I can take it
And tell me this isn't self destruction
tell me that you think we can make it
And there's always Sunday, to change your mind
for the craven and the blind
There's always Sunday to change your mind
And I'll take my chances here with you tonight.
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