Louise Dearman - Tell Me On A Sunday (From `Tell Me On A Sunday / 텔미 온 어 선데이`)

Don't write a letter
when you want to leave
Don't call me at 3 am
from a friend's apartment
I'd like to choose
how I hear the news
Take me to a park
that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Let me down easy
No big song and dance
No long faces no long looks
No deep conversation
I know the way
we should spend that day
Take me to a zoo
that's got chimpanzees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Don't want to know who's to blame
It won't help knowing
Don't want to fight day and night
Bad enough you're going
Don't leave in silence
with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how
I want you to say goodbye
Find a circus ring
with a flying trapeze
Tell me on a Sunday please
I don't want to fight day and night
Bad enough you're going
Don't leave in silence
with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how
I want you to say goodbye
Don't run off in the pouring rain
Don't call me as they call your plane
Take the hurt out of all the pain
Take me to a park
that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Don't write a letter
when you want to leave
Don't call me at 3 am
from a friend's apartment
I'd like to choose
how I hear the news
Take me to a park
that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Let me down easy
No big song and dance
No long faces no long looks
No deep conversation
I know the way
we should spend that day
Take me to a zoo
that's got chimpanzees
Tell me on a Sunday please
Don't want to know who's to blame
It won't help knowing
Don't want to fight day and night
Bad enough you're going
Don't leave in silence
with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how
I want you to say goodbye
Find a circus ring
with a flying trapeze
Tell me on a Sunday please
I don't want to fight day and night
Bad enough you're going
Don't leave in silence
with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how
I want you to say goodbye
Don't run off in the pouring rain
Don't call me as they call your plane
Take the hurt out of all the pain
Take me to a park
that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please

Louise Dearman