Sunday's Best from Further Afield by Voice Of The Rain

Monday, I must learn my lesson and recuperate
Tuesday, I want to shoot the world right down and you'll be home late

Meet me on Sunday,
At the usual place
I will be counting the days

Wednesday, I want to build the future out of paper and ink
Thursday, when your deadlines start to loom it helps you think

Meet me on Sunday, at a quarter past three
Well it's the one day we're free

Meet me on Sunday
I know there won't be a bus
But it's the one day for us


Meet me on Sunday
At a quarter past three
Well it's the one day we're free

Friday, when the weekend offers a night on different towns
Saturday, when the bric-a-brac of life spins like a merry-go-round

That leaves us Sunday
I know there won't be a bus
But it's the one day for us

Meet me on Sunday
At the usual place
I will be counting the days

• 1990s
• 1998
• Alternative
• Boolean
• Neo-Acoustic
• Horsham