Walking through my own city
Coming back from a late-night party
On Sunday morning

The bells of St. Mary, they are ringing
Somewhere people are dreaming
And it's on Sunday morning

When the night throws up a black shadow
Lovers stumble in the meadow
All of it, Sunday morning

And I've been looking for somebody, thought it was in vain
I've been looking for somebody and I thought it was in vain
The party is over, was that when she came?
I've been looking for somebody

Walking through this city
The dark streets do look pretty
And it's Sunday morning

And a passing angel wants a cigarette
I give her one
She says, 'Don't forget I love you'

I've been looking for somebody, thought it was in vain
I've been looking for somebody, I thought it was in vain
The party is over, was that when she came?
I've been looking for somebody
When I was younger, foolish, and naïve
I used to think there was no woman in the world for me
Not in this world, not in this world, not for me
But now I've changed, I've changed my mind
But now I've changed, I've changed my mind

I've been looking for somebody, I thought it was in vain
I've been looking for somebody, I thought it was in vain
The party is over, then she came