Once there was a Sunday son
Just sit and watch the cattails blow
Just another mixed up kid
Couldn't figure out how the sky was so big
Doesn't know the answers
But he still asks all the questions
Does day deserve a night?
Doesn't know the answers
But he still asks all the questions
He doesn't want to fight
You know there was a Sunday sun
He got expelled, but it ain't his fault
It's just a Midwest thing
Just sit and watch the cattails blow
Doesn't know the answers
But he still asks all the questions
Does day deserve a night?
Doesn't know the answers
But he still asks all the questions
He doesn't want to fight
He dreamed of St. Petersburg that night
The snow fell through the lamp post light
Love so much like you do at 17, at 17
Once there was a way to get back home
Somebody once said that, they're not alone
Just watch the chimney smoke blow
And wander down that road alone
Doesn't know the answers
But he still asks all the questions
Does day deserve a night?
Doesn't know the answers
But he still asks all the questions
Does day destroy a night?
Doesn't know the answers
But he still asks all the questions
He doesn't know the game
Doesn't know the answers
But he still asks all the questions
He doesn't want to fight