Lyrics to Young Girl Sunday Blues
Marty Balin & Paul Kantner)
In my heart I have a feeling,
and I don't know what I'm gonna do;
What should I do?
Oh, what a beautiful world, the world;
What should I do?
Maybe you've found it too;
And tomorrow.
Today is made up of yesterday,
Don't you know what I have found?
And all her sorrow.
Young girl Sunday blues,
One side of me is filled with brightness,
no matter what I might say;
The days are made with waterfall colors,
Couldn't I make you stay?
If rain falls down the side of my face,
must be a rainy day;
But I get lost in yesterday,
And tomorrow, tomorrow;
Young girl Sunday blues,
And all her sorrow.
and I'm high;
I walk beside you laughing,
When I tell you I dream,
Don't try to touch me with words;
It might seem like silence,
But so much can be heard;
I think of things,
that loving you brings,
Maybe my thing is her;
Today is made up of yesterday,
And tomorrow;
Young girl Sunday blues,
And all her sorrow;
Let yourself wander free and easy
Ah, come into my mind,
Ah, come into my life,
Sunday blues girl,
Young and new girl,
You're the only true girl,
Here can please me,
I said "Please me, yeah!
Please me!
Please me!
Please me!
Copyright 1967, 1968 Icebag Corp
In my heart I have a feeling,
and I don't know what I'm gonna do;
What should I do?
Oh, what a beautiful world, the world;
What should I do?
Maybe you've found it too;
And tomorrow.
Today is made up of yesterday,
Don't you know what I have found?
And all her sorrow.
Young girl Sunday blues,
One side of me is filled with brightness,
no matter what I might say;
The days are made with waterfall colors,
Couldn't I make you stay?
If rain falls down the side of my face,
must be a rainy day;
But I get lost in yesterday,
And tomorrow, tomorrow;
Young girl Sunday blues,
And all her sorrow.
and I'm high;
I walk beside you laughing,
When I tell you I dream,
Don't try to touch me with words;
It might seem like silence,
But so much can be heard;
I think of things,
that loving you brings,
Maybe my thing is her;
Today is made up of yesterday,
And tomorrow;
Young girl Sunday blues,
And all her sorrow;
Let yourself wander free and easy
Ah, come into my mind,
Ah, come into my life,
Sunday blues girl,
Young and new girl,
You're the only true girl,
Here can please me,
I said "Please me, yeah!
Please me!
Please me!
Please me!
Copyright 1967, 1968 Icebag Corp
Songwriters: BALIN, MARTY / KANTNER, PAUL L.
Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing
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Publisher: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, EMI Music Publishing
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