Sunday letra

Call it a cathartic release
Say it how you like
That's the second time this week
I hope you don't mind

We were just kids
The feeling never dies
You can change the subject
I can't lose the butterflies

Good God it's a Sunday afternoon, what are you doing on the kitchen floor again?
I can't keep coming home to this

Don't stare your eyes reveal
A blossom of a tear
I know how much you hate it seeing me like that

Good God it's a Sunday afternoon, what are you doing on the kitchen floor again?
I can't keep coming home to this

I ran the bath an hour ago, now the waters turned cold
Is that you coming up the stairs?
I can tell can tell by the creaks in the floorboards

Good God it's a Sunday afternoon, what are you doing on the kitchen floor again?
No I can't keep coming home

Looks like we're getting old

China Bears - Letras

• Sunday