Sunday Feeling Monday

Waking up
By your alarm at seven AM
It's too dark
The room is cold, your body warm
Then you kiss me
And pull me close and I'll never want to leave
And that's when you say
It's just another day

Sunday feeling
Though it's Monday
I'm gonna waste my time today

When we're done
Being lovers, friends and all I can ask for
We get up
And dress for winter rain
We go out
And have breakfast at four at the Green Fish Café
And when I read your eyes they say the best days have

Sunday feeling
Though it's Monday
I'm gonna waste my time today

As we move through life
Wasting time is inevitable,
unwxplainably unavoidable and that's how it goes

And if I should waste my time I'd rather not do it alone
And of you ask I'd waste it all on you

On Sundays
And Mondays, with
Sunday feeling
Though it's Monday now
I'm gonna waste my time today
I'm gonna waste my time today