There's Always Sunday - Karen Matheson

I’m not afraid, I know what’s your mind

It does not worry me

When I hear your name sometimes it’s a blade

Mostly it’s a key

And there’s always Sunday to change your mind

For the craven and the blind

There’s always Sunday to change your mind

And I’ll take my chances here with you tonight

You say there’s a place where two rivers meet

And they flow out to the sea

Your drunken grace, your eloquence and your smiling face

Make me want to believe

And there’s always Sunday to change your mind

For the craven and the blind

There’s always Sunday to change your mind

And I’ll take my chances here with you tonight

So offer me, one more sweet seduction

I think you know by now I can take it

And tell me this isn’t self destruction

Tell me that you think we can make it

And there’s always Sunday to change your mind

For the craven and the blind

There’s always Sunday to change your mind

And I’ll take my chances here with you tonight