The Clientele - As Night Is Falling lyrics

Drag yourself along to the sweetest Sunday song Then you smile It's the kind of place where, dizzy and awake You face the night And I stoop to touch the skin That only seems to be here in my mind And I see a stranger now Playing games that break her heart Oh, Miss Jones Oh, Miss Jones, can't you see? Oh, Miss Jones Oh, Miss Jones, it's me I am in a dream and I don't know why The sweetest pain that I, the sweetest pain that I Sunday in the garden and my mind, oh my mind And my fever close my eyes till my dream enclose my mind Oh, Miss Jones Oh, Miss Jones, can't you see? Oh, Miss Jones Oh, Miss Jones, it's me Drag yourself along to the sweetest Sunday song Then you smile It's the kind of place where, dizzy and awake You face the night