Early in a Sunday Morning She cries all alone I can feel her sorrow thru the wall Empty as she walks the hallway Left alone But she won't be the one who calls For there are seven different sins After one, it all begins, Until the moon will hit the stars They were like crashing cars But when will anybody care We all share our ups and downs In this quiet town of ours But as it is, it's raining every day How can it go forever, does anybody know Somehow we must find a way Listen everybody you must see How it all must be for me You don't have to worry Different times will make you see It can be great again, you'll see