My Sunday is more
beautiful than yours
while you sit and listen to someone expound
on the beauty that is all around
I'm taking it in
I'm taking it in

My Sunday is more
beautiful than yours
if the point is just to have someone talk at me
then I'd rather stay at home, turn on my tv
there's no comfort in
watching the clock ticking

And it's not a matter of belief for me
but I fail to see the need for an intermediary
someone who can't help but cast a hue
upon the meaning imparting their own views

My Sunday is more
beautiful than yours
I don't sit somewhere trying my own patience
out of some great sense of obligation
to whom
I ask you

My Sunday is more
beautiful than yours

My Sunday is more
beautiful than yours



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