Tell Me On A Sunday

- Denise Van Outen (2004)

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You are listening to the song Tell Me On A Sunday by Denise Van Outen, writer by Andrew Lloyd Webber;Don Black in album The Number One Musicals Album 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: The Number One Musicals Album CD2.

I Dreamed A Dream - Michael Ball
Surrender - Sarah Brightman
Nessun Dorma - Luciano Pavarotti
Maggie May - Rod Stewart
Tell Me It's Not True - Barbara Dickson
The Perfect Year - Dina Carroll
Whistle Down The Wind - Tina Arena
Oh What A Circus - David Essex
Memory - Elaine Paige
Tonight - Jose Carreras
Tell Me On A Sunday - Denise Van Outen
Take That Look Off Your Face - Marti Webb
The Last Night Of The World - Joanna Ampil
Someone To Watch Over Me - Ruthie Henshall
Starlight Express - Ray Shell
The Movie In My Mind - Joanna Ampil
Don't Cry For Me Argentina - The Shadows

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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.