Текст песни Sunday Father (Digitally Remastered: 1998) - Barry Manilow
Hand
in
his
hands
through
the
park
All
afternoon
A
fine
day
to
fly
balloons
or
tell
him
a
story
Hand
in
his
hand
to
wonder
Till
day
is
done
Sunday
father
and
son
Sundays
are
theirs
to
explore
Alone
by
law
One
day
to
keep
the
two
from
turning
to
strangers,
One
to
know
the
answers
Be
firm,
be
fun
Sunday
father
and
son
The
father
weaves
through
the
weekend
streets
Sunday
alone,
Monday
comin'on
He
leaves
the
child
by
a
modest
home
That
they
share
no
more
With
the
woman
who
waits
indoors
Till
she
knows
he's
gone
Where
are
the
words
or
the
games
A
place
to
go
Someway
to
let
him
know
you
want
to
be
with
him
Somehow
it's
always
ending
Just
half
begun
Sunday
father
and
son
Sunday
father
and
son
Альбом
One Voice
1 I Let Myself Believe
2 Learning to Live Without You
3 They Gave In to the Blues (Digitally Remastered: 1998)
4 Sunday Father (Digitally Remastered: 1998)
5 Sunday Father
6 Bobbie Lee
7 Bobbie Lee (Digitally Remastered: 1998)
8 Bobbie Lee (What's the Difference, I Gotta Live)
9 Where Are They Now (Digitally Remastered: 1998)
10 Where Are They Now
11 Who's Been Sleeping In My Bed (Digitally Remastered: 1998)
12 I Don't Want to Walk Without You (Digitally Remastered: 1998)
13 You Could Show Me (Digitally Remastered: 1998)
14 Ships (Digitally Remastered: 1998)
15 Rain (Digitally Remastered: 1998)
16 (Why Don't We Try) A Slow Dance
17 One Voice (Digitally Remastered: 1998)
18 Rain
19 I Don't Want to Walk Without You
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