Sunday

I'll try to tell you a litte story
About the day when you came, baby
I didn't mean to do something
I guess I was feeling kind of ashamed

I wasn't feeling really good
I didn't felt the feeling coming
Suits were hanging in my door
'Cause sadness was in my room

I was looking for a sunday
Looking for a fun day
Looking for a place to cry

Looking for a sunday
Looking for a fun day
Looking for a place to try

Looking for a sunday
Looking for a fun day
Looking for a place to cry

Looking for a sunday
Looking for a fun day
Looking for a place to try to smile

Then, girl, I could not believe
You got stand next to me

So we're talking about the gloves
And the burger stufs
Talking about break ups, how they really suck
Getting with each other, fast as time
Was passing by us

I was looking for a sunday
Looking for a fun day
Looking for a place to cry

Looking for a sunday
Looking for a fun day
Looking for a place to cry

Looking for a sunday
Looking for a fun day
Looking for a place to cry

Looking for a sunday
Looking for a fun day
Looking for a place to try to smile



Credits
Writer(s): Lucas Gutierrez
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