Lyrics:
a Sunday kind of love
I do all my Sunday dreaming and all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
And I'm hoping to discover a certain
a Sunday kind of love
I do all my Sunday dreaming and all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
And I'm hoping to discover a certain
a Sunday kind of love
I do all my Sunday dreaming and all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
And I'm hoping to discover a certain
a Sunday kind of love
I do my Sunday dreaming, oh yea
And all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
Oh I'm hoping to discover
A certain kind
my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day;
I'm hoping to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way?
My heart needs
a Sunday kind of love
I do all my Sunday dreaming and all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
And I'm hoping to discover a certain
to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way
And my arms need someone
Someone to enfold
To keep me warm when Mondays and Tuesdays
to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way
And my arms need someone
Someone to enfold
To keep me warm when Mondays and Tuesdays
Sunday morning brings the dawn in
It's just a restless feeling by my side
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years not so far behind
a certain kind of
Lover Who will show me the way.
And my arms need someone to impute.
To keep me warm when Monday's and Tuesday's grow cold.
And I
I do my Sunday dreaming and all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day.
I'm hoping to discover
A certain kind of lover
Who will
a Sunday kind of love
I do all my Sunday dreaming and all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
And I'm hoping to discover a certain
There are no words, I can use
Because the meaning still leaves for you to choose
And I couldn't stand to let them be abused, by you.
Dreams I
Sunday morning, praise the dawning
It's just a restless feeling by my side
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years so close
Sunday morning
Brings the dawn in
It's just a restless feeling
By my side
Early dawning
Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years
So close
Sunday morning
Brings the dawn in
It's just a restless feeling
By my side
Early dawning
Sunday morning
It's just the wasted years
So close
a Sunday kind of love
I do all my Sunday dreaming and all my Sunday scheming
Every minute, every hour, every day
And I'm hoping to discover a certain
I been getting faded on the low,
Cause I could use some time to clear my head,
Need someone to save me from the fall,
Cause,
I been getting closer
my eyes to the beautiful world out there
I had to find my own way, Monday through Sunday
At home by myself,, saying my own prayer
Monday through
On certain Sundays in November
When the weather bothers me
I empty drawers of other summers
Where my shadows used to be
And she is standing by
to discover that certain kind of lover
Who will show me the way.
My arms need someone to enfold
Keeping me warm when Monday's and Tuesday's grow cold.
to know
Love is where it begins
A special certain someone
Whose more than subpar
Are you that someone
That can love from your heart
A special certain
of perfection mean nothing nowadays
Hol' up lemme paraphrase let me cut to the chase
By God's grace we live in our own maze
Counting countless days til' our eyes
got on Instagram
And I'll tell you more about mine
I ain't looking for fun
I just want someone
Oh someone, someone, someone
To steal my Sunday
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