| Lonely lonely lonely Sunday morning. |
| Such a pity you’re asleep. |
| Young girl getup alright. |
| Alright now! |
| If you find just a little time |
| in your crazy life for me. |
| Lonely lonely lonely Sunday morning. |
| Such a pity you’re asleep. |
| Young girl getup alright. |
| Alright now! |
| Where’s your rings of hope? |
| They dissapear with no reason. |
| No Reason. |
| Where the rings of fire? |
| You should have gave up when they |
| came calling |
| Lonely lonely lonely Sunday morning. |
| Such a pity you’re asleep. |
| Young girl getup alright. |
| Alright now! |
| Inside my head’s alive |
| With images of you |
| Lonely lonely lonely Sunday morning. |
| Such a pity you’re asleep. |
| Young girl getup alright. |
| Alright now! |
| Where’s your rings of hope? |
| They dissapear like logs in a fire |
| Where the real desire? |
| Where going to raise up, |
| all the rivers up Where’s your rings of hope? |
| They dissapear with no reason. |
| No Reason. |
| Where the real desire? |
| It’s a burning Fire! |
| Lonely lonely lonely Sunday morning. |
| Such a pity you’re asleep. |
| Young girl getup alright. |
| Alright now! |