Next Sunday

The sunbeam shines through my window
Reflects a picture of me and you
So happily that no one can ever know
Paper dolls and magazines,
Baby pictures and movie scenes
There are so many things that remind me of you
Little blonde girls playing hopscotch
Across from my street at their bus stop
I bet those are the things that you used to do
And as i sit back and watch t.v.
Every program has a silly scene
And i just can't escape thinking of you

There are those things that i could live without
But it doesn't phase me i just block it out
You're the one i know for sure
You're the one i've been searching for
And after all is said and done
I'll see you at my door

Summer hangouts, the days we had
Sunday movies were not that bad
To make up for the time that i missed you
And i'll wait up by the phone for you
To call me back after i called you
But it seems sometimes i'll be waiting here forever
And if i know you, you say you know me
Because it all ends up like we're on t.v.
Cause it's good at first but then we run out of ideas
And the truth only hurts, when you're too proud to say it first
But by then i already feel like it's too late

There are those things that i could live without
But it doesn't phase me i just block it out
You're the one i know for sure
You're the one i've been searching for
And after all is said and done
I'll see you at my door

I guess i can only see you next sunday...