Sunday Afternoon

East Love

Compositor: Alexander Goldstein / Lukas Effman / Robert Fink

Yeah, we were talking, oh so close, on this Friday night
A million faces, overdose, and yours I happened to find
With a smile that exploded across your face and then mine
It's got me wondering, how is it, gonna be without this bottle of wine

The phrases you don't wanna hear
Paired with strangers and cheap beer
What can I say to make me someone worth believing
So this time, yeah, this time
I'll get it right

So can I call you on a Sunday afternoon
Don't want my words to be confused under the shadow of the Moon
We'll do it right (do it right)
Bring it to light (to the light)
Why don't we leave this here tonight?
So can I call you on a Sunday, on a Sunday afternoon

Now the time's gone, but it floats, I still feel your eyes
Green and cautious, like you know, got me categorized
Like I couldn't be your kinda lover, but can I change your mind
Can we slow it down, look around, I wanna give you my time (time)

The weekend story never long
Full of dive bars and stale love songs
What can I say to make me someone worth believing
So this time, yeah, this time
I'll get it right

So can I call you on a Sunday afternoon
Don't want my words to be confused under the shadow of the Moon
We'll do it right (do it right)
Bring it to light (to the light)
Why don't we leave this here tonight?
So can I call you on a Sunday, on a Sunday afternoon

So can I call you on a Sunday afternoon (Sunday afternoon)
Don't want my words to be confused under the shadow of the Moon
So can I call you on a Sunday afternoon
Don't want my words to be confused under the shadow of the Moon
We'll do it right, bring it to light
Why don't we leave this here tonight
So can I call you on a Sunday, on a Sunday afternoon