Lyrics
Sundays are slow
Never pretentious, oh, no
Silent and closed
And we don't really have to know, oh-oh
Where to go
Holding hands with the one I love
She wears mittens, I wear gloves
There must be someone above
Holding hands with the one I love
We could catch a picture show
Rent a Sunday video
We could stay out in the snow
Sunday slow
Sundays are meant
To let the quilt become a tent
Sundays well spent
Don't need a reason, no intent, oh-oh, oh-oh
Holding hands with the one I love
She wears mittens, I wear gloves
There must be someone above
Holding hands with the one I love
We could catch a picture show
Rent a Sunday video
We could stay out in the snow
Sunday slow
Holding hands with the one I love
She wears mittens, I wear gloves
There must be someone above
Holding hands with the one I love
We could catch a picture show
Rent a Sunday video
We could stay out in the snow
Order greasy food to go
Holding hands with the one I love
She wears mittens, I wear gloves
There must be someone above
Holding hands with the one I love
We could catch a picture show
Rent a sunday video
We could stay out in the snow
Sunday slow
