My Sundays

Waiting for the day
excited for the weekend
Coz' I gotta see my bae
On Sundays that I don't wanna end

Busy at work and hobby
Far from him who feels like home
Make a way to see me, my future hubby,
Whenever I'm with you, it seems that I shone

My Sundays that filled with memories
Memories with you, my one and only
The laughs and good talk that I will cherish
Because I love you, dear, so deeply

Whenever I think of Sundays, I remember you
You who made me feel special and happy
Our time together never becomes blue
So let me hold your hand while we explore the city