Songtexte: Doobie Brothers. What Were Once Vices. Another Park, Another Sunday.

I'm sittin' in my room, I'm starin' out my window,
and I wonder where you've gone.
Thinking back on the happy hours just before the dawn.
Outside the wind is blowin'; it seems to call your name again.
Where have you gone?

City streets and lonely highways I travel down.
My car is empty and the radio just seems to bring me down.
I'm just try'n' to find me a pretty smile that I can get into.
It's true, I'm lost without you.

Another lonely park, another Sunday;
why is it life turns out that way?
Just when you think you got a good thing,
it seems to slip away.

It's warm outside, no clouds are in the sky,
but I need myself a place to go and hide.
I keep it to myself; I don't want nobody else
to see me cry'n' all those tears in my eyes.

Another lonely park, another Sunday;
why is it life turns out that way?
Just when you think you've got a good thing,
it seems to slip away.

Another park, another Sunday;
it's dark and empty thanks to you.
I got to get myself together, but it's hard to do.

Another lonely park, another Sunday;
why is it life turns out that way?
Just when you think you've got a good thing,
it seems to slip away.

Another park, another Sunday;
it's dark and empty thanks to you.
I got to get myself together, but it's hard to do____ yeah