Sundays - Kelia

I wake up on a weekend

You’re in trouble but I guess I’ll just sneak in

Baby, show me your room

Tell you I love you too, sunset raining over your roof

Fall asleep on your plaid bed sheets

Feel the best when you’re next to me

Took away all my bliss, now you’re all that I miss

Mmm, a Sunday’s never felt like this

Plaid bed sheets with us are even plaid-er

You should’ve let me fix whatever was the matter

Sundays were our day, they’re not the same anymore

There’s not much loving on a Sunday like before

Now I can’t wait for next Sunday

Take the van and love you away

You took away your kiss and it’s all that I miss

Mmm, our Sundays never felt like this

Every time I see your green and purple walls

It stings inside my chest, yeah, I remember it all

I wish you would let me go back in time

Oh, I would do anything just to make you be mine again

(Make you be mine again, mmm)

Plaid bed sheets with us are even plaid-er

You should’ve let me fix whatever was the matter

Sundays were our day, they’re not the same anymore

There’s not much loving on a Sunday like before

Plaid bed sheets with us are even plaid-er

You should’ve let me fix whatever was the matter

Sundays were our day, they’re not the same anymore

There’s not much loving on a Sunday like before