Sundays never fall quite right
Will they just be swept away.
Under this endless skyline
My frame this windowpane.
If I die tonight
Will your memories of me, just fade.

These rains swell to drown the drive
Lose me in the spray
And the million dotted lines
On the asphalt underneath.
If I die tonight
Will your memories of me, just fade.

Because I can’t forget
The first time you looked up at me.
The first time that I…
And I can’t forget
The first time you looked up at me,
The first time I heard you say my name.

Can’t wait till Sunday when I, can hear your laugh again.

Because I can’t forget
The first time you looked up at me.
The first time that I…
And I can’t forget
The first time you looked up at me,
The first time I heard you say my name.

Now I wouldn’t have it any other way.