So I'm down and so I'm outBut so are many othersSo

Darling, I'm so blue without youI think about you the live-long

Anymore it doesn't matter who's right or wrongWe've been injurin' each

Writer(s): RaposoWhen all the songs are out of tuneAnd all the

(Feelin' kinda Sunday, feelin' kinda Sunday, feelin' kinda Sunday)(Feelin' kinda Sunday,

your dreams away for another dayAnd I will take

A little voice keeps talking to meFrom (a) way down deep

Before Lord God made the sea or the landHe held all

Waking skies at sunriseEvery sunset tooSeems to be bringing meMemories of

Daisy is darling, Iris is sweetLily is lovely, Blossom's a treatOf

That old black magic has me in its spellThat old black

never knew that roses grewOr if skies were blue or

Oh, it's a long, long time from May to DecemberBut the

I'll be home for ChristmasYou can plan on mePlease have snow

1: Frank Sinatra, night (Silent night), holy night (Holy

Christmas)(Merry Christmas)(May your every New Year dream come

guess I'll have to change my planI should have

got the world on a stringSitting on a rainbowGot the

Summer, you old Indian SummerYou're the tear that comes after June-time's

Just close your eyesDream a lovely dreamAs our arms entwineYour lips