Sometimes On Sundays


I Sit By The TV


Watching Sad Movies Alone


When It Gets To The Part


Where The Little Dog Dies


I Cry


Somtimes I Think


I Was Born Just A Little


Behind Or Ahead Of My Time


I Live In A Dream World


Of Caring And Sharing


And Good Guys And Nobosy Lies





I'm A Believer


And Much More Than Anything


I Belieeve In You


You're Not A Deceiver


And If You Told Me The Ocean Went Dry


I'd Believe It Was True





So Call Me A Hopeless Romantic


Because I Can Still Believe


I Can Still Believe In True Love


ANd Hopeless Romantics


Still Can Find A Way


To Make True Love Last These Days