I Always Feel Lonely on Sundays
I always feel lonely on Sunday nights
And have never quite figured out why
And the more beautiful the evening breeze
The sadder I feel
Which makes no sense at all
It's the kind of loneliness that has nothing to do
With actually being alone
Surrounding myself with family and friends
Is just a temporary distraction
It's like I desperately miss something
That I can't define
Or even remember
Or maybe I just start missing everything
I've ever lost in life
All at once
The innocence, the people, the memories
Use the slowness of Sundays to haunt me
I don't really know
I don't really understand
I just know even on the best Sundays
I feel a little bit sad
And I think I always will