It's Sunday Noon In My Room

The Wind Is Really Ragin'

Inside I'll Hide In My Tune

And Think Of Yesterday Playing

'In My Room'

'In My Room'

I Feel Like A Kite High In A Tree

Is This Where I'm Suppose To Be?

I Wish I Was A Little Boy

When Love Was Taken Care Of

I Know. I Will Say.

Maybe Today.



It's Sunday Noon, Cocoon And Heal

Oh No, Please Don't Throw Me In The Briar.

Where Mothers Made All The Meals

And Fathers Built The Fire

When Will This Feeling Go Away?

When Will This Feeling Ever Stay?



Maybe Today. Maybe Today.

Maybe Today. Maybe Today.

And Now I'm Not So Mournful

As I Sit And Watch The Wind Blow

This Place Is My Cathedral

And The Choir's Swaying Just Outside The Window

Everyone Needs A Day To Dream, Perchance

Today I Have Yesterday To Tempt Me

So C'mon Put On Your Best Dress And Let's Dance

For The Chairs Are All But Empty

When Will This Feeling Go Away?

When Will This Feeling Ever Stay?



Maybe Today. Maybe Today.

Maybe Today. Maybe Today.