A Life of Sundays

Hold me!
Before I go under
Hear me!
Before I drown
Sharpen!
Your sense of wonder
Listen!
To what I've found

Here we are again
Two old lovers
Two old friends
Just when you need them

A devil was standing on my shoes
Somehow I know how to defeat him
Since Itumbled into you

You taught me love and pain
And the unsung King or Ireland
Says the same thing
Wherever you find it

(the whole world wide over)

The same thing from the same old cause
The same thing - I cannot define it
It is the same thing and it always was

It struck me sad and strange
All that ever stays the same
Is change...

... And I dreamed I wandered
Wayward as a restless wave
Spanning from here to yonder
Most spectacularly saved

Dream and life entwined
The old day cracks and crumbles
And it's

Fine!
To be in your company
Funny!
To be in your day
A miracle!
Just to be with you
Glad!
To be going your way

Were these unfolding plans
Designed and drawn by mortal hands?
Never in a life of Sundays
Would I have seen me here