Songtext von Sunday Stars

We should run to bed it's getting dark No more ukulele in the park So much for naps at 3 'O clock Monday morning's right around the block We better pull our bootstraps up for the week It may not be till Tuesday when we speak Sunday stars burn fast Shining in my eyes Burning our time away To ruins of yesterday Sunday stars burn fast Why am I surprised? It happens each week When the office starts to call again Goodbye to our laughs from Saturday LOL don't ever feel the same Goodbye to the way you hold me tight I don't feel as warm near office lights Sunday's here again my dear, déjà vu Throughout the week I'll daydream of you Sunday stars burn fast Shining in my eyes Burning our time away To ruins of yesterday Sunday stars burn fast Why am I surprised? It happens each week When the office starts to call again