Next Sunday Songtext
von The Secret Sisters

I want it to be next Sunday
You′ll be coming back, my dear
How the minutes seem like years since you've been gone
It′s the one day on my mind without you here
I'll be smiling through my tears when you get home

When you get home
I'll bet the clock starts moving
Time will fly out of our hands like summer wind
Since you′ve been gone
I count the hours in my head
As I toss and turn in bed, I think again

I want it to be next Sunday
You′ll be coming back, my dear
How the minutes seem like years since you've been gone
It′s the one day on my mind without you here
I'll be smiling through my tears when you get home


When you get home
I′ll bet the days get sweeter
The sun will set before we realize it rose
Since you've been gone
I walk around in circles day and night
Seems like nothing turns out right because I know

I want it to be next Sunday
You′ll be coming back, my dear
How the minutes seem like years since you've been gone
It's the one day on my mind without you here
I′ll be smiling through my tears when you get home

Every day feels like a Monday
Is there some way I can hurry it along?
Since you′ve left, I haven't seen a Saturday
But if I had to, I would wish my life away

I want it to be next Sunday
You′ll be coming back, my dear
How the minutes seem like years since you've been gone
It′s the one day on my mind without you here
I'll be smiling through my tears when you get home

I′ll be smiling through my tears
When you get home