Do you know how good it would be if you’d only stop and see?
You’d find that I’m so alone
Be dear to me Sunday Morn’


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 Morn’


…And it’s good for you
…And it’s good for me
Helping one another in our own big family And so, I’m 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’ve 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 it’s good for you
…And it’s good for me
Helping one another in our own big family And so, I’m in need of your help Will you lend a hand?
Is there any other way to understand?