Sunday.
Hey, Sunday,
I think your beautiful,
I need ya more,
Each time,
You roll around.
I need my coffee in the morning,
The beach and my best friends,
everything that falls in between them.
Just to make it to you, oh sunday.
I fell in love, when I was a kid,
but then I grew up, grew up, grew, out of it.
I dreamt a lot, I was naive,
but then I grew up, gre up, learned, to believe.
In the things I have, and the things I love,
Everything that we keep singing of.
I need my coffee in the morning,
The beach and my best friends,
everything that falls in between them.
Just to make it to you, oh sunday.
Do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do
I walk alone, to clear my head
and now im singing, humming, every, word you said
I bit my lip, when i’m nervous,
so they rough, cut up, when I’m, scared to kiss.
And now im thinking about the lips,
that all I do is miss.
Do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do-do-do
Do-do-do-do
I need my coffee in the morning,
The beach and my best friends,
everything that falls in between them.
Just to make it to you, oh sunday.
