Sunday (1994) – Doomsday Lyrics

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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
Love is a sonnet
And I'm starting to choke
'Cause every time I sing to you
Heartbreak clears its throat
I'm waiting for doomsday
I'm waiting for doomsday
When your hands are up my petticoat
My melancholy mind, it slows
I'm depressed without your flesh
Upon my pretty body
Love is a bullet
And I'm jumping the gun
I'm waiting for doomsday
I'm waiting for doomsday
Catastrophic ideations
Standing at White City station
Let's make a pact
Lie on the tracks and sleep forever
Oh, if you say, I will follow
If you say, I will follow
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
But I'm waiting for doomsday
I'm waiting for doomsday
I want you to know, when it turns black
You're the best I've ever had
I want you to know, when it turns black
You're the best I've ever had

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