A Sunday

On a Sunday (Acoustic) – Jimmy Eat World On a Sunday I'll think it through. On the drive back I'll think it through What you wish for won't come true Live with that, with that And on a Sunday she thought it through. Now as I drive back, there's thirty-six less hours I have to change the course I send myself Got to live with that, with that And the haze clears from your eyes on a Sunday The haze clears from your eyes on a Sunday On a Sunday go once around Because when the rides done, the hopes that you have carried, Oh they fall out from your hands back to the ground Live with that, with that Oh, they fall out from your hands back to the ground Baby, live with that, with that And the haze clears from your eyes on a Sunday The haze clears from your eyes on a Sunday On a Sunday Learn as the drugs leave Learn as you lose it You will Learn as the drugs leave Learn as you lose it, you will And the haze clears from your eyes on a Sunday Yeah, the haze clears from your eyes on a Sunday On a Sunday