Next Sunday

The sunbeam shines through my window<br>Reflects a picture of me and you<br>So happily that no one could ever know<br><br>Paper dolls and magazines<br>Baby pictures and movie scenes<br>There`s so many things that remind me of you<br><br>Little blonde girls playing hopscotch<br>Across from my street<br>At their bus stop<br>I bet those are the things that you used to do<br><br>And as I sit back and watch tv<br>Every program has a silly scene<br>That I just can`t escape thinking of you<br><br>There are those things that I can live without<br>But it doesn`t phase me <br>I just block it out<br>You`re the one I know for sure<br>You`re the one I`ve been searching for<br>And after all is said and done<br>I`ll see you at my door<br><br>Summer hangouts<br>The days we had<br>Sunday movies were not that bad<br>To make up for the time that I missed you<br><br>And I`ll wait up by the phone for you<br>To call me back after I called you<br>But it seems sometimes I`ll be waiting here forever<br><br>If I know you<br>You said you know me<br>Because it all adds up like we`re on tv<br>Because it`s good at first<br>But then you run out of ideas<br><br>And the truth only hurts<br>When you`re too proud to say it first<br>But by then I already feel like it`s too late<br><br>There are those things that I can live without<br>But it doesn`t phase me <br>I just block it out<br>You`re the one I know for sure<br>You`re the one I`ve been searching for<br>And after all is said and done<br>I`ll see you at my door<br>At my door<br><br>I guess I can only see you next Sunday<br>I guess I can only see you next Sunday<br>I guess I can only see you next Sunday<br>I guess I can only see you next Sunday