Slackstring – Sunday Jen Lyrics

But I won’t spend time on your giant clock,
my imagination just won’t stop. Sunday Jen, oh this I know, the future can’t be borrowed,
but there’s no one else who makes me feel this way. After all this time, after all that we’ve been through,
just one less car ‘on down the avenue
Abstract thoughts on a page, were never really my forte,
and too much logic and Savoir Faire for two souls in parallel. Sunday Jen, oh this I know, the future can’t be borrowed,
but there’s no one else who makes me feel this way. I just can’t let this feeling go,
I guess I should just ask you so…
Sunday Jen, oh won’t you let me come see you tomorrow,
though I know my time is six days away. Oh Sunday Jen, won’t you let me come see you tomorrow? Oh Sunday Jen, won’t you let me come see you tomorrow,
but theres no one else that makes me feel this way
(solo)
Sunday Jen, oh wont you let me come see you tomorrow;
I know my time is six days away. Sunday Jen, oh won’t you let me come see you tomorrow,
though I know my time is six days away. Staring at the same four walls,
screen makes my eyeballs crawl,
and no man was made to live the life I’m in. I find myself in the same place again. Oh Sunday Jen, won’t you let me come see you tomorrow? And I can’t think to say I let it go. No since forcing it, you just got to let it flow. SLACKSTRINGSunday Jen Lyrics
Monday morn is taking this life away from me.