It's Sunday Again
I open my eyes and the week is through
To tell the truth it’s all up to you
Sometimes I wonder when the end shall come
Sunday morning all the rest will become.
Unlike any other day I look back at the week
No matter the outcome I still shall seek
Don’t put anything off until tomorrow
Another day arrives and gone is the sorrow.
Yesterday has come and now it is gone
Always it seems like I’ve taken too long
Give everything you have and you will smile
After all is said and done you shall see for miles.
Inside my heart I feel what is in store
Not to be confused, I wanted this more.
Copyright © Mark Russell | Year Posted 2011
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