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...