Do you know how good it would be if youād only stop and see?
Youād find that I am so alone
Be dear to me Sunday Mornā
Misty Sunday Mornings used to go so well
And you know right now I find myself hiding in a shell
These days are driving me to roam
Help if you can Sunday Mornā
And itās good for you, and itās good for me
Helping one another in our own big family
And so Iām in need of your help
Will you lend a hand?
Is there any other way to understand?
Misty Sunday Mornings used to represent me
And I tried so hard to be the best that I know how to be
Can you see right through me dear; I hope?
Hoping so much you hold me close
And itās good for you, and itās good for me
Helping one another in our own big family
And so Iām in need of your help
Will you lend a hand?
Is there any other way to understand?