Seven Ways 'Til Sunday

No, it ain't for lack of trying 'Cause we've tried most all we can Must be something we both overlooked The most obvious of things And it ain't for lack of money Or the time that we both spent 'Cause all the money and the cost All time forever lost And the prayers we sent To save us now For the love of God I'm cryin' Out I'm reachin' Out To anyone who'd hear me out These seven ways 'til Sunday How could this to ever come to be She said seven ways 'til Sunday Is a promise never kept And if every saint were praised By the questions that she raised Then St. Jude would never sleep at night Someone hold me tight I'm cryin' Out I'm reachin' Out To anyone who'd hear me out These seven ways 'til Sunday How could this to ever come to be What's it gonna take to win your heart What's it gonna take to win your love Seven ways 'til Sunday And nothing more I'm cryin' out I'm reachin' out To anyone who'd hear me out These seven ways 'til Sunday How could this to ever come to be Yeah, well I'm cryin' out I'm reachin' out To anyone who's listening now These seven ways 'til Sunday How could this to ever come to be How could this to ever come to be Ever come to this