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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sunday (1994)
Performer
Lee Newell
All Instruments
Paige Turner
All Instruments
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Newell
Composer
Paige Turner
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lee Newell
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I hear church bells at a nearby funeral
And now I'm picturing you six feet underground
But that's the price I pay for being in love, in love, in love
I'm grieving that you're gone when you're lying next to me
[PreChorus]
Love is a sonnet and I'm starting to choke
'Cause every time I sing to you, heartbreak clears its throat
[Chorus]
I'm waiting for doomsday, ah
I'm waiting for doomsday, ah
When your hands are up my petticoat
My melancholy mind explodes
I'm depressed without your flesh upon my pretty body
[PreChorus]
Love is a bullet and I'm jumping the gun
[Chorus]
I'm waiting for doomsday, ah
I'm waiting for doomsday, ah
[Verse 2]
Catastrophic ideation standing at White City Station
Let's make a pact, lay on the tracks and sleep forever
[Bridge]
Oh, if you say I'll follow
If you say I'll follow
[PreChorus]
Love is a sonnet
Oh, I'll say it again
No, I don't want this to end
No, I don't want this to end
[Chorus]
But I'm waiting for doomsday, ah
Waiting for doomsday, ah
[Outro]
I want you to know when it turns black, ah
You're the best I've ever had
I want you to know when it turns black, ah
You're the best I've ever had
Written by: Lee Newell, Paige Turner