Sunday Afternoon

Wrapped up in a velvet sea of warmth
At least until the sun sets
Find me a reason to leave
Sunday afternoon, Sunday morning
All the same to me
Blur of a day, blur of a memory

And I got no one to accompany
So you can come if you like
Just don't bring any expectations

It's a Sunday afternoon
I got nothing to do
So I built a paradise in my room
Fingers running through my hair
Please don't go anywhere
You must be the answer to my prayers
I've waited so long for this

What's there to do today that can't be done tomorrow
Free of responsibility, free of sorrow

And I got no one to accompany
So you can come if you like
Just don't bring any expectations

It's a Sunday afternoon
I got nothing to do
So I built a paradise in my room
Fingers running through my hair
Please don't go anywhere
You must be the answer to my prayers
It's a Sunday afternoon
I got nothing to do
So I built a paradise in my room
Fingers running through my hair
Please don't go anywhere
You must be the answer to my prayers
I've waited so long for this



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Palermo
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