Sunday

I’d love to see you cry on a Sunday afternoon
A message from the sky announcing the full moon
Maybe just to know that I am not the only one
On the run

I’d break you down to pieces, study every inch of you
I’d draw the stars down on a map to show me what to do
Oh, baby, just to know that I don’t love you more than you do

Looking for you all night
Thinking about you all day
And I know there ain’t no other way