the sundays
so much
Dream and fantasize Slave to your desire, you'll buy anything Curse and criticize Middle-aged and at your door And they're selling you the son of God   It's so hard to ignore You want so much and then you want some more Somehow your appetite grows You'd just love what you can't possess You know it's out there somewhere   Read and memorize Make a wish come true And you can telephone free Eyes and ears and mouth and nose In a face that you compose But it cuts you like never before   It's so hard to ignore You want so much and then you want some more Somehow your appetite grows You'd just love what you can't possess You know it's out there Somewhere   It's so hard to ignore You'd really love so much And then you'd go spoil yourself with more Strange how your appetite's grown Till you're just lying in a corner upstairs Looking out there Somewhere