( )            Sweet Sunday afternoon September’s golden brown Summer always fades too soon Like the laughter of a clown And shadows fill the room Where sorrows come to drown Your heart’s a lead balloon As you sink another one down I know it numbs the way you feel Blurs what is right and what is real And there’s no love left you can steal (maybe add a ) (Chorus)          For the joker laughs along As the jester’s outsmarted And the gambler tries to win back what he’s lost And the sad man sings a song For the drunk and broken hearted And the fool he never knows how much it costs   ( )             Sweet Sunday afternoon And all that can be heard Is an old familiar tune Though you’ve forgotten half the words And sunlight floods the room Like a silent flock of birds And hope’s a red balloon Disappearing through the clouds     I know it numbs the way you feel Blurs what is right and what is real And there’s no one here to make a deal with (maybe) (Chorus)        For the joker laughs along And the jester’s outsmarted And the gambler tries to win back what he’s lost Oh and the sad man he sings a song For the drunk and broken hearted And the fool he never knows how much it costs ( )           Yeah well the joker he laughs along As the jester’s outsmarted And the gambler tries to win back what he’s lost Oh and the sad man he sings a song For the drunk and broken hearted Oh and the fool he never knows how much it costs Well the fool he never knows how much it costs Ending in