It’s a double sunglasses Sunday
Cause I don’t want to see last night
The sun crept upon me like spring in March
It’s a bright day but it aint right.

So show me the secrets of those northern nights.
Take me down to the deepest mine.
Put on a blindfold and spin me around,
Now I see but I’d rather be blind.

It’s like the movie you wish your life was like,
But you don’t really know who’s in it.
And then one day you’re at the movies
And they moved out six months ago
And the more you want the less you have
But not if you don’t have anything

Pull down the shades and dim down the lights
Cause I don’t want to get it right
"Wine in the morning, and some breakfast at night.
Cause I’m beginning to see the light"

It’s a double sunglasses Sunday
I’m running north ‘cause the sun won’t abide
It’s creeping upon me like spring in March
It’s a bright day but it aint right.
Please put on a blindfold and spin me around.
Now I see but I’d rather be blind.

It’s like the movie you wish your life was like,
But you don’t really know who’s in it.
And then one day you’re at the movies
And they moved out two years ago
And the more you want the less you have
But not if you don’t have anything

‘Cause you can’t lose what you don’t have
You can’t have any less than that
But you can live like you have everything
But you know that’s not really anything
But you can live like you have everything
Cause you don’t really have anything

It’s a double sunglasses Sunday