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• Artiste: Brandon Henderson
• Titre: Sunday Train
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Destiny was the Homecoming queen This came to no one's surprise Prettiest girl you've ever seen With a heart as bright as her eyes Destiny loved this boy named Tom He seemed to treat her well But underneath was ticking bomb Something no one could tell Destiny had a fistful of dreams "I'll reach them all", she once said She gave them up at least so it seemed To marry Tom instead Destiny watched the years pass her by As Tom began to abuse All she could do is sit and cry Nursing her latest bruise One night she came across her old scrapbook With a picture of her being crowned One look was all that it took to turn her life around She took the Sunday train to get away from the pain She started over again Became the things she should have been So hold on to your dreams it's never as bad as it seems Just let your worries fly away Hop on your Sunday train and seize the day Jeremy was a shooting star With the will to succeed Oh, how he loved to play his guitar It was all he'd ever need Jeremy loved his rock and roll He played it everyday Nobody thought he'd sell his soul Become rocks old cliche Jeremy had a fist full of dreams "I'll reach them all", he once said He gave them up at least so it seems To get strung out instead Jeremy watched the years pass him by As he began to abuse All he could do was sit and sigh Reach for his bottle of booze One night he came across his old guitar He was awoken by it's wondrous sound Since that night he's seen the bright light He's turned his life around He took the Sunday train to get away from the pain He started over again Became the things he should have been So hold on to your dreams It's never as bad as it seems Just let your worries fly away Hop on your Sunday train and seize the day They took the Sunday train to get away from the pain They started over again Became the things they should have been So hold on to your dreams It's never as bad as it seems Just let your worries fly away Hop on your Sunday train and seize the day © 2002 Burning Blue Music Words And Music by Brandon Henderson