Drag yourself along to the sweetest Sunday song, then you smile
It's the kind of place, where dizzy and awake, you face the night
And I stoop to touch the skin that only seems to be here in my mind
And I see a stranger now, playing games that break her heart

[Chorus]
Oh, Miss Jones
Oh, Miss Jones, can't you see?
Oh, Miss Jones
Oh, Miss Jones, it's me

[Verse 3]
I am in a dream and I don't know why
The sweetest pain that I, the sweetest pain that I
Sunday in the garden and my mind, oh my mind
And my fever close my eyes till my dream enclose my mind

[Chorus]
Oh, Miss Jones
Oh, Miss Jones, can't you see?
Oh, Miss Jones
Oh, Miss Jones, it's me

[Verse 1]
Drag yourself along to the sweetest Sunday song
Then you smile
It's the kind of place where, dizzy and awake
You face the night