Sunday, holiday, off day
midday, Sunny day, free day
can afford to miss you all days but not this day
 

Your eyes, ooh! Great amongst all lovely chicks
looking at me heals my heart cos of how it blinks
you and I, head to head, hmmm perfect links

Mix me, soul mate, a cocktail
Sit by me, tell me a fairytale
let my happiness out and my sadness fail
 

Someone call me the forecaster
tell me tomorrow will never come after
when all the joy and love would be leftover
 

So sail with me through the sunset
I know paydays are coming and will make me a pet
when I dream and miss you in dirt