Video My Finest Hour de The Sundays 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

The Sundays - My Finest Hour Lyrics

oh-and the world it shows me up
my clothes they show me up
I never knew this before
my finest hour that I've ever known
was finding a pound on the underground

oh-and my words came stumbling out
then I went tumbling out
I've never been hit before
and the finest hour that I've ever known was finding a pound on the
underground

and I'll keep hoping you are the same as me and I'll send you letters and
come to your house for tea we are who we are what do the others know? but
poetry is not for me
so show me the way to go home

oh-and the words came stumbling out of my mouth and I went tumbling out
but I'll keep hoping you are the same as me and I'll send you letters and
come to your house for tea we are who we are what do the others know? but
poetry is not for me so show me the way to go oh, I'm going home

but I'll keep hoping you are the only one yes and I'll send you letters
wouldn't it be such fun? we are who we are whatever the others say? but
poetry is not for me
& much as I'd like to stay
oh I just want to go home

you're you're you're too young
should've been you you're you're too young
it should've been you too, you're too, you're too young
it should've been you you you're too young
you should've been safer saner
bribed the judge and then sat down
ooh you're you're you're too young