what happened to sunday?
sunday was bright,
sunday was fine,
me wrapped in your arms you wrapped in mine,
we were the axis,
around us the whole world revolved,
on the 7th day all my problems were solved

what happened to sunday?
sunday's now dark,
sunday's now cold,
alone on my sofa with no-one to hold,
the axis has shifted,
like a bust fairground ride,
and my stomach is twisted -I'm dying inside

got to save sunday,
make it bright
make it fine,
move on with my life and not waste this time,
the planet's my playground,
I have love from my friends,
and the pain will ease until one day...it ends.