My Sunday Blues. 2018, blues, pop-rock

[Verse 1]
I am sitting on the floor.
No one's knocking on my door.
I'm trying something new.
It's reminding me of you.
So I drink a glass of wine.
I remember you were mine.
Now you've built a happy life.
You're a mother and someone's wife.

[Refrain]
Outside the winter grows.
I play guitar, of course.
Nobody hears my Sunday blues.
Outside, the winter grows.
I play guitar, of course.
And you don't hear my Sunday blues.

[Verse 2]
I'm a letter on the page.
I'm an artist on the stage.
Sunday night is coming down.
I flash back to Savoy Brown.
When I'm playing in the band,
I just feel your gentle hand.
I believe you'll hear the blues.
And my love I'll never lose.

[Refrain]
Outside the winter grows.
I play guitar, of course.
Nobody hears my Sunday blues.
Outside, the winter grows.
I play guitar, of course.
And you don't hear my Sunday blues.

[Verse 3]
I am sitting on the floor.
No one's knocking on my door.
I'm trying something new.
It's reminding me of you.
When I'm playing in the band,
I just feel your gentle hand.
I believe you'll hear the blues.
And my love I'll never lose.

[Refrain]
Outside the winter grows.
I play guitar, of course.
Nobody hears my Sunday blues.
Outside, the winter grows.
I play guitar, of course.
And you will hear my Sunday blues.