Without You I Don't Like Sundays

Without you I don't like Sundays

I don't read cause I can't think straight

It's like I've been locked out of my own life

I keep going to our favourite places

Can't help thinking if I trace my steps back

Then I'll find a way to put this right

But by the time I find you

Will you still be the person I once knew

Are my words stuck in your head

Is there an imprint of me on the right side of your bed

Will we just stop talking

Will we end up walking

Around this city alone instead

Guess I'll just get the bus home

There's no rush cause I'll be there alone

How do I feel where do I go

Now there's so much time replacing

All the hours that we once wasted

Summer nights we chased oh

It's all too much to face now

Will you still be the same

Are my words stuck in your head

Is there an imprint of me on the right side of your bed

Will we just stop talking

Will we end up walking

Around this city alone instead

Now everything is you

And all my plans have fallen through

Should I take back what I said

Do you want me to forget

Are my words stuck in your head

Is there an imprint of me on the right side of your bed

Will we just stop talking

Will we end up walking

Around this city alone instead

Around this city alone instead

Without you I don't like Sundays