� Crashing lines hanging from windows Double locks on the doors Footsteps come through the ceiling Insects crawl through the floors And while the city is waking You know that you can take your time You can smell the bread baking You can hear the church bells chime On Sunday Come Sunday When I see you again And we'll get rest and recreation In the shelter of a rented room Listening to the country station Through the traffic noise And the diesel fumes Come Sunday Come Sunday When I see you again They don't know Exactly where it is you go Or why you always disappear Come Sunday When you're here With me � � Past the notice boards and the neon lights Running to catch the last train Past the bottle stores and the building sites Walking home alone in the pouring rain Come Sunday Come Sunday When I see you again They don't know Exactly where it is you go Or why you always disappear Come Sunday When you're here With me Come Sunday Come Sunday Come Sunday Come Sunday When you're here With me � �