My Own Private Sunday歌词

作词 : PRÄTTÄLÄ, TUOMO TAPANI
作曲 : PRÄTTÄLÄ, TUOMO TAPANI
A grey sky reflected under my feet
It must've been raining while I was asleep
The sound of the tram is like a church bell to me
On my own private sunday I'm feeling free
There's work to be done, but I don't want to know
I'm gonna lock myself in, I'm gonna turn of my phone
The rest of the world is gonna leave me alone
On my own private sunday I'm staying home
The summer is gone and the autumn is here,
always a dallying time of the year,
a time for reflecting and looking ahead,
but on my own private sunday I'm staying in bed
So sign me on up for the holiday of fools
I'm playing solitaire with my own rules
I'm fixing myself up with my own tools
on my own private sunday
So let it rain all day
Cold water can't hurt me
Let it rain all day
It's my own private sunday
and my own private sun is gonna shine