A change of pace would do me good I swear there's a ghost under this hood I count the steps in every mile No better way to pass the time Come on over we can meet and talk about it on Sunday If we get back to we can kiss that pass goodbye It's a lot if we try to it just needs to change my mind Oh on Sunday when we say goodbye For every love you left behind (stand by for deliverance) Another nervous dozen bide their time (Wait for the sign to be given) You hide away in a sleepy town And pretend that it's true happiness you've found (Stand by for deliverance) Come on over we can meet and talk about it on Sunday If we get round to it we can kiss that past goodbye I don't mind if you try to entice me to change my mind Oh on Sunday when we say goodbye I get so tired of this town and the same company So much pretty politics goes down that it makes me just want to leave The pin pricks on a map show you what I've seen But it don't mean a thing meaningless bling Come on over we can meet and talk about it on Sunday If we get round to it we can kiss that past goodbye It's alright if you try to entice me to change my mind Oh on Sunday Oh on Sunday when we say goodbye