Lyric Sunday Best

When she s sleeping on the sofa
When she s laying in her Sunday best
When she s turning over Friday
I could swear I m sleeping less and less
And the ocean s getting warmer
And California s on her mind
Los Angeles is tired
But we always seem to feel alright

But I won t
No I won t

Cause she s already out the door
She s already out of here
She s already gone away
Already gone away

When I m coming over Sunday
And I think about you all the time
I wonder what you re doin
I wonder why you never cry
When Boston s always raining
And we never ever seemed alive
I sung about you once now
I guess I might as well

But I won t
No I won t

Cause I m already out the door
I m already out of here
I m already gone away
Already gone away