Lyrics Depot is your source of lyrics to Sunday Father by Barry Manilow. Please check back for more Barry Manilow lyrics.
|
Sunday Father Lyrics
Artist: Barry Manilow
Album: One Voice
Hand in his hands through the park All afternoon A fine day to fly balloons or tell him a story Hand in his hand to wonder Till day is done Sunday father and son
Sundays are theirs to explore Alone by law One day to keep the two from turning to strangers, One to know the answers Be firm, be fun Sunday father and son
The father weaves through the weekend streets Sunday alone, Monday comin´on He leaves the child by a modest home That they share no more With the woman who waits indoors Till she knows he's gone
Where are the words or the games A place to go Someway to let him know you want to be with him Somehow it's always ending Just half begun Sunday father and son Sunday father and son
Related:
Barry Manilow Lyrics
Barry Manilow One Voice Lyrics
More Barry Manilow Music Lyrics: Barry Manilow - Bobbie Lee (What's The Difference, I Gotta Live) Lyrics
Barry Manilow - Guys And Dolls Medley: Fugue For Tinhorns Lyrics
Barry Manilow - Heart Of Steel Lyrics
Barry Manilow - Mandy Lyrics
Barry Manilow - Old Friends Lyrics
Barry Manilow - Once And For All Lyrics
Barry Manilow - Sandra Lyrics
Barry Manilow - Summer Wind Lyrics
|