Sunday Lyrics

Verse 1:
Nothing's sacred, the days are cheap.
Truth is thin on the ground.
Still our prophets are crucified.
Nobody believes they're stumblin?.
It's Friday, but Sunday is comin?.
Verse 2:
Someone's saying a prayer tonight.
For a hungry mouth to be fed.
Someone kneels in the dark somewhere;
Darkness is already crumblin?.
Yeah, it's Friday, but Sunday is comes.
Chorus:
Sunday!
Hallelujah!
It's not so far, it's not so far away.
Sunday!
Hallelujah!
It's not so far, it's not so far away.
Riff:
Verse 3:
Broken promises, weary hearts.
But one promise remains.
Crucified, He will come again.
It's Friday, but Sunday is comin?.
Yeah, it's Friday, but Sunday is comin?!
Chorus:
Sunday!
Hallelujah!
It's not so far, it's not so far away.
Sunday!
Hallelujah!
It's not so far, it's not so far away.
Solo:
Ab Dbadd9 G Dbadd9 G A# (2x)
Bridge:
Darkness is already crumblin?.
It's Friday, but Sunday is comin?.
Yeah, it's Friday but Sunday is comin?.
Can you feel it?
Here it comes.
Ending Chorus:
Sunday!
Hallelujah!
It's not so far, it's not so far away.
Sunday!
Hallelujah!
It's not so far, our God will have His day!
Ab Dbadd9 G Dbadd9 G A# (2x) A