Tell me on a Sunday

Bitingly cold today; here's a little plane heading into the sun over the Mersey. Wish I were in it... Song of the title here.

Don't write a letter
when you want to leave
Don't call me at 3 a.m.
from a friend's apartment
I'd like to choose how I hear the news
Take me to a park that's covered with trees
Tell me on a Sunday please

Let me down easy, no big song and dance
no long faces, no long looks
no deep conversation
I know how I want you to say goodbye
Take me to a zoo that's got chimpanzees
Tell me on a Sunday please

Don't want to know who's to blame
It won't help knowing
Don't want to fight day and night
bad enough you're going
Don't leave in silence
with no word at all
Don't get drunk and slam the door
That's no way to end this
I know how I want you to say goodbye

Find a circus ring with a flying trapeze
Tell me on a Sunday please