Eryn Allen Kane - Sunday

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Sunday we fell in love
Monday it wasn’t enough
Tuesday I felt so small
Wednesday was the worst of them all
So Thursday I went to church
And Friday was just as worse
Saturday I took your name
Sunday, Sunday, I felt just the same
I said I felt just the same
The ghost, his son and his father too
Said he’ll spend the rest of my life with you
For a number one child to call our own
Who always gets to come back home
So take my home, we’ll stay on this goal
Of crossfires and crowns of thorn
The sun goes down and the rain will be ever more
But you and I, but you and I
We won’t bring more blood into this war
We won’t bring more blood into this war
Tell me why shouldn’t we sow our seeds?
For this love we share deserves a family tree
So I say it’s high time to give someone the best of you and me
And let the worst be
And let the worst be
When it comes our way at the end of the day
I’ll be on your side if you’ll be on mine
And together we will make this child tonight
Name this child tonight