Sundays - 24 Hours

Few true cares have i
As the world turns round
I was blind but now I’m still blind
Too few cares have i
As the world turns sour
I was blind but now I’m still blind
I liked you for 24 hours
In your house

And when the time has come to live again
I shall
And I liked you for 24 hours in your house
And now the time has come to live again
I shall

I liked you but that was before
Why me?
I never knew then and I don’t know now

O the things you do all come back to you
That’s why I hung back but I’ll say what I like now