Sunday Will Never Be The Same (Live On The Ed Sullivan Show, June 18, 1967)

I remember Sunday morning

I would meet him at the park

We'd walk together hand in hand

'Til it was almost dark

Now I wake up Sunday morning

Walk across the way to find

Nobody waiting for me

Sunday's just another day

Sunday will never be the same

I've lost my Sunday song

He'll not be back again

Sunny afternoons that make me

Feel so warm inside

Have turned as cold and gray as ashes

As I feel the embers die

No longer can I walk these paths

For they have changed

I must be on the sun is gone

And I think it's gonna rain

Sunday will never be the same

I've lost my Sunday song

He'll not be back again

I remember children

Feeding flocks of pigeons

I remember sunshine

And you were mine

Sunday will never be the same

I've lost my Sunday song

He'll not be back again

Sunday will never be the same

Sunday will never be the same

Sunday will never be the same