Sunday Afternoon

We met in spring that year
You said we'd start from here
On a journey to the moon
On a Sunday afternoon,
On a Sunday afternoon

I said that we could share
A glass of wine and care
When all the flowers would start to bloom
On a Sunday afternoon,
On a Sunday afternoon

You took me by the hand
I thought it could not end
And flowers would forever bloom
On a Sunday afternoon,
On a Sunday afternoon

In dreams I thought of you
My love was strong and true
I wasn't expecting it gone so soon
On some Sunday afternoon,
On some Sunday afternoon

Many reasons to be free.
A different kind of destiny
Choices made but without me
Said you got just to be free,
That you cannot stay with me.

A dance is just a dance
A moment of romance
But the song will find its end too soon
On a Sunday afternoon,
On a Sunday afternoon

You said that you would go
For reasons you would know
Yes, autumn winds they came to soon
On a Sunday afternoon,
On a Sunday afternoon

Yes, autumn winds they came to soon!
On a Sunday afternoon,
On a Sunday afternoon

Words & music by Markus Zosel