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  • 作词 : Palmers, Skifs
    Sail when everybody was still sleeping
    Imagine me the only one alive
    My single silent time
    Not a living soul around
    It's so lonely in a sunday afternoon

    Last night found me filled with joy and laughter
    Talking just joking until dawn
    In this dusky lumina light
    I keep clinging to last night
    I'm so lonely in a sunday afternoon

    Friends, so I am told, never leave you in the cold
    Not friends, to me it's just another word
    On my own, then I pay my telephone

    Kill my time by looking at the ceiling
    Seeing faded pictures passing by
    Like a puzzle that confuses me
    They amaze me and amuse me
    Still I'm lonely in a sunday afternoon

    Not a single sound sound in town
    Not a living soul around
    It's so lonely in a sunday afternoon

    Friends, so I am told, never leave you in the cold
    Not friends, to me it's just another word
    On my own, then I pay my telephone

    Kill my time by looking at the ceiling
    Seeing faded pictures passing by
    Like a puzzle that confuses me
    They amaze me and amuse me
    Still I'm lonely in a sunday afternoon
  • 作词 : Palmers, Skifs
    Sail when everybody was still sleeping
    Imagine me the only one alive
    My single silent time
    Not a living soul around
    It's so lonely in a sunday afternoon

    Last night found me filled with joy and laughter
    Talking just joking until dawn
    In this dusky lumina light
    I keep clinging to last night
    I'm so lonely in a sunday afternoon

    Friends, so I am told, never leave you in the cold
    Not friends, to me it's just another word
    On my own, then I pay my telephone

    Kill my time by looking at the ceiling
    Seeing faded pictures passing by
    Like a puzzle that confuses me
    They amaze me and amuse me
    Still I'm lonely in a sunday afternoon

    Not a single sound sound in town
    Not a living soul around
    It's so lonely in a sunday afternoon

    Friends, so I am told, never leave you in the cold
    Not friends, to me it's just another word
    On my own, then I pay my telephone

    Kill my time by looking at the ceiling
    Seeing faded pictures passing by
    Like a puzzle that confuses me
    They amaze me and amuse me
    Still I'm lonely in a sunday afternoon