once upon a time

SUNDAY STREETS

SUNDAY STREETS

There's a time for you, even when
You feel you are all alone expecting
Nothing from anyone, walking on deserted
Sunday streets as twilight arrives it seems as if
There is no hope for you but, love waits for you
It can arrive, as you walk alone on deserted Sunday streets.

Every step you take someone is walking the same path.
Maybe beyond the horizon your future is strolling
Same as you, and your time in life is about to happen
In the soft evening twilight your reason for being there
Is about to unfold, it lies just beyond your horizon
When you turn that corner and your time arrives to fall in
 Love you realise that, deserted Sunday is destiny
 


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