Sunday Afternoon - Rascal Flatts

I swear it feel just like

The clocks slow down for a while

And the air tastes sweeter

And breathing gets deeper

As the clouds dance around the sunshine

I hear the church bells ring

Blowing in with the breeze, yeah

As I stare in your eyes

Thanking God for this life that he’s given me

You’re a gift to me

If I had the chance to make one wish

Every single moment would be like this

Laying here baby, just me and you

Yeah, and every day would be Sunday afternoon

Just the touch of your hand

It fixes everything

It gets my heartbeat moving

Like it’s singing hallelujah

You’re the only place I wanna be

Right where I wanna be

If I had the chance to make one wish

Every single moment would be like this

Laying here baby, just me and you

Yeah, and every day would be Sunday afternoon

If I had the chance to make one wish

Every single moment would be like this

Laying here baby, just me and you

That’s exactly what I’d do, yeah that’s what I’d do

If I had the chance to make one wish

Every single moment would be like this

Laying here baby, just me and you

Yeah, and every day would be Sunday

Every day would be Sunday afternoon

Oh, just the touch of your hand

Sunday afternoon

Everything… Sunday, Sunday afternoon