Sunday Woman (La Femme du Dimanche) - Ennio Morricone

Every day I need to feel you I need you around Every night I need to hear you I love your sound I just can't live without you we are blood-bound Before our life

It seems to me you never learn Play with fire you get burnt What's the reason for your sympathy Why don't you leave me alone I'm your dream I'm the sky I'm the

Just like a shadow in the street Under the moonlight feeling incomplete Searching to find a friendly face Stuck in this God-forsaken place After the dusk there

We are made of metal Our hearts are made of steel Even if we're stained with blood You know we got that s*x appeal Swords and axes reflect the light Gut-spreadi

This is a story about greed Finding a person no one needs She's a shell You can call her the cousin from Hell Started the day our grandma died Honoured her stan