Monday mornings are bittersweet
Just like the coffee in my cup
It’s what you need but not enough

Here without warning, another week
I’d rather crawl back into bed
And lie with you all day instead

Everyone around the world can
Understand me
And this feeling inside
Maybe my heart is just a little too demanding
Oh, but when I look in your eyes
When I look in your eyes baby

I need a second Sunday
So I can be with you
I’m gonna go tell Monday
This is something I’ve got to do
Another 24 hours
Is all that it takes
Sometimes love just needs a second Sunday

It’s 6am, Hey aren’t you sweet
With your hair all in a mess
I wonder why did I get dressed

When from California to NYC
There’s a fever goin