This Sunday, You were blowin' through my mind

Like Tuesday, You were burnin' in my eyes.

I hoped today could be just kind of my way

'Cause it so much matters that you're there;

And I'd hoped today could lead me into your way,

But I fell down in some disrepair



The sparks here, they can lead me up the town,

But it's dark here, if I don't have you around.

So I hoped today would lead me kind of your way,

And the sun would be shining on my face;

And I'd hoped the road would lead me to your doorway,

But I fell down in some disrepair.



So when the sun, meets the sky

I'm gonna take a ride,

And get to where I do;

When your love is gonna call me home

I will run to you, the way you want me to;

Oh we'll sing.



Oh I hoped today would lead me kind of your way,

With a love, and treasures we'd find there;

And through all the fog, the cracks, the cogs, a gateway,

There I'd find someone to repair me.



So when the sun, meets that sky,

I'm gonna take a ride, and get to where I do.

And with your love is gonna call me home,

I will run to you, the way you want me to.

So when the sun starts to shine,

I'm gonna take a ride, and get to where I do,

When your love is gonna call me home.

I return to you, the way you want me to.

Oh, we'll sing.