Sunday - Eryn Allen Kane

Sunday we fell in love

Monday it wasn’t enough

Tuesday I felt so small

Wednesday was the worst of them all

So Thursday I went to church

And Friday was just as worse

Saturday I took your name

Sunday, Sunday, I felt just the same

I said I felt just the same

The ghost, his son and his father too

Said he’ll spend the rest of my life with you

For a number one child to call our own

Who always gets to come back home

So take my home, we’ll stay on this goal

Of crossfires and crowns of thorn

The sun goes down and the rain will be ever more

But you and I, but you and I

We won’t bring more blood into this war

We won’t bring more blood into this war

Tell me why shouldn’t we sow our seeds?

For this love we share deserves a family tree

So I say it’s high time to give someone the best of you and me

And let the worst be

And let the worst be

When it comes our way at the end of the day

I’ll be on your side if you’ll be on mine

And together we will make this child tonight

Name this child tonight