Sunday 가사

Sounds of the city on the beach Seem to be calling me, calling me home Scent of the salt just down the streets Seem to be holding me back I never wanna go The road back to Phoenix It couldn't sound much worse The thought just didn't cross my mind Sunday You gotta go home But if home is where your heart is my heart is at a distance Take me home Cruising down this busy street It seems to be inviting It's ever so enticing Pouring the sand out of the shoes It seems to be reminding My memory's rewinding The road back to Phoenix It couldn't sound much worse The thought just didn't cross my mind Sunday You gotta go home But if home is where your heart is my heart is at a distance Take me home Send me (send me) To where I wanna be (to where I wanna be) To wherer my heart is calling Send me To where I wanna be My beating heart is screaming The L.B.C. Sunday You gotta go home But if home is where your heart is my heart is at a distance Take me home Sunday (sunday) You gotta go home (you gotta go home) But if home is where your heart is (But if home is where your heart is) My heart is at a distance (My heart is at a distance) I gotta go I gotta go I gotta go home.