7 Ways To Sunday

Seven ways to Sunday
Seven seperate ways to Sunday
But he did not know which one
Would save him so he had to try

Every code and combination
On the road to his salvation
There were no two ways about it
He had seven ways to try

With seven ways to test
He vowed that he would not rest
And there was nothing up above
So he put everything aside

He had so much invested
He probably should have rested
Seven ways, he swore that
Every last one would be tried

What he was looking for is not much more than what we all are looking for
Nowadays, it seems that there is precious little of

He looked high and he looked low
And there was nothing up above

He has to try all seven
So he tried them to high-heaven
From one end to the other
Then he turned around

And his faith had been accosted
He tried seven ways and wondered
Why it was he hadn't found

What he was looking for is not much more than what we all are looking for
But nowadays it seems that there is precious little of

Desprate and alone
He turned over every stone
He tried seven ways to Sunday
He was looking for love

Well, he looked high and he looked low
And there was nothing up above
And he've been told where he could go
What he was looking for was love

What he was looking for is not much more than what we all are looking for
But nowadays it seems that there is precious little of
Desperate and alone, he turned over every stone
He tried seven ways to Sunday, he was looking for love

He looked high and he looked low
And there was nothing up above
And he'd been told where he could go
What he was looking for was love
What he was looking for was love
What he was looking for was love
What he was looking for was love