Bernadette Peters — Tell Me on a Sunday

Don't write a letter when you want to leave Don't call me at three 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 the 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 words 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 I don't want to fight day and night Bad enough you're going Don't leave in silence with no words 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 that hurt out of all the pain Take me to a park that's covered with trees Tell me on a Sunday, please