Sweet Sunday afternoon
September's golden brown
Summer always fades too soon
Like the laughter of a clown
And shadows fill the room
Where sorrows come to drown
Your heart's a lead balloon
As you sink another one down
I know it numbs the way you feel
Blurs what is right and what is real
And there's no love left you can steal
For the joker laughs along
And the jesters outsmarted
The gambler tries to win back what he's lost
And the sad man sings a song
For the drunk and broken hearted
And the fool he never knows how much it costs...
💔 Sweet Sunday afternoon September's golden brown Summer always fades too soon Like the laughter of a clown And shadows fill the room Where sorrows come to drown Your heart's a lead balloon As you sink another one down I know it numbs the way you feel Blurs what is right and what is real And there's no love left you can steal For the joker laughs along And the jesters outsmarted The gambler tries to win back what he's lost And the sad man sings a song For the drunk and broken hearted And the fool he never knows how much it costs...
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