Sundays are slow Never pretentious, oh no Silent and closed And we don't really have to know Where to go
Holding hands with the one I love She wears mittens, I wear gloves There must be someone above Holding hands with the one I love We could catch a picture show Rent a (Sunday) video We could stay out in the snow "Sunday slow"
Sundays are meant To let the quilt become a tent Sundays well-spent Don't need a reason, no intent
Holding hands wi th the one I love She wears mittens, I wear gloves There must be someone above Holding hands with the one I love We could catch a picture show Rent a (Sunday) video We could stay out in the snow Order greasy food to go
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Holding hands with the one I love She wears mittens, I wear gloves There must be someone above Holding hands with the one I love We could catch a picture show Rent a (Sunday) video We could stay out in the snow "Sunday slow"
Sundays are meant To let the quilt become a tent Sundays well-spent Don't need a reason, no intent
Holding hands wi th the one I love She wears mittens, I wear gloves There must be someone above Holding hands with the one I love We could catch a picture show Rent a (Sunday) video We could stay out in the snow Order greasy food to go
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