Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mother Sunday, artist - No Address. Date of issue: 25.04.2004
Song language: English
Mother Sunday |
| There are places that I’ve been to |
| Places part of me |
| Places that I’ve left |
| And I don’t remember them |
| There are things I want to tell you |
| Secrets that I keep |
| Things I’ve got to tell you |
| But they’re better left unsaid |
| People that I talk to |
| Think they’re wasting time |
| Think that they are trapped |
| But I know that’s just a lie |
| Pull your candle in closer |
| Put your hand above the flame |
| Smash your glass on the table |
| Now talk about love |
| Well there’s love I can remember |
| Love not far away |
| Lovers I remember |
| But there’s nothing left to say |
| Pictures I’ve forgotten |
| Pictures part of me |
| Pictures on the wall |
| All get put away |
| Let’s stop all of this talking |
| Just sit and take it in |
| Stop or I am walking |