Tell Me On A Sunday

- Denise Van Outen (2008)

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You are listening to the song Tell Me On A Sunday by Denise Van Outen, writer by Andrew Lloyd Webber in album Andrew Lloyd Webber 60 CD2. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.

Album: Andrew Lloyd Webber 60 CD2.

Variations I - IV - Andrew Lloyd Webber
Close Every Door - Donny Osmond
Memory - Barbra Streisand
The Vaults Of Heaven - Sounds Of Blackness
The Last Man In My Life - Shirley Bassey
Gus: The Theatre Cat - John Mills
Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again - Emmy Rossum
New Ways To Dream - Patti LuPone
A Kiss Is A Terrible Thing To Waste - The Metal Philharmonic Orchestra
It's Easy For You - Elvis Presley
With One Look - Glenn Close
Superstar - Anastacia
Tell Me On A Sunday - Denise Van Outen
Chanson D'enfance - Sarah Brightman
One Rock 'N' Roll Too Many - Maynard Williams
The First Man You Remember - Diana Morrison
Starlight Express - El Debarge
Crazy - Caron Cardele
Mr. Mistoffelees - Wayne Sleep
Cold - The Everly Brothers

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Don't write a letter when you want to leave
Don't call me at 3 a.m. from a friend's apartment
I'd like to choose how I hear the news
Take me to a park that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please.

Let me down easy
No big song and dance
No long faces, no long looks
No deep conversation
I know the way we should spend that day
Take me to a zoo that's got chimpanzees
Tell me on a Sunday please.

Don't want to know who's to blame
It won't help knowing
Don't want to fight day and night
Bad enough you're going.

Don't leave in silence with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye
Find a circus ring with a flying trapeze
Tell me on a Sunday please.

Don't want to fight day and night
Bad enough you're going
Don't leave in silence with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye.

Don't run off in the pouring rain
Don't call me as they call your plane
Take the hurt out of all the pain
Take me to a park that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please.