Sunday afternoon Songtext / Lyric

Sunday Afternoon

It seems like yesterday
A Day like other before
A quite usual mood in the mind
And nothing strange seems to going on

But it feels
But it feels
For one moment
it feels like I was born

Time won’t standing still
The replay is running with
The same slowly speed
Echoes remain forever
And more than ever I feel ground

But it seems
But it seems
For one moment
It seems like I would live a dream

The past of tomorrow
To follow the last
I can see myself sitting
In the waiting room

It seems different now
The second hand moved quietly forward
And left its vertical being
Dreaming the heavenly feeling

But it seems
And it feels
This moment forever
I believe I’m rear

Frequence’s changed
Background stays the same
Lifting off to a higher level
Sunday turns again
The vision slips away
And waits till destiny
Burns a new candle

The past of tomorrow
To follow the last
I can see myself sitting
In the waiting room

The past of tomorrow
To follow the last
I can see myself
On this Sunday afternoon