The nights over, your fading It always ends the same Your heads on my shoulder As we pull away So many good times, you and I It makes it so hard to say goodbye CHORUS ‘Cause it always feels like Sunday When I drive you home Maybe we’ll be fine by Monday But tonight, I’m alone Baby when I can’t be with you I still want you close ‘Cause it always feels like Sunday When you go, when you go Your scent on my tee-shirt It never seems to fade An empty seat now, Next to me but The memory fills the space Every moment you’re not here Reminds me of how much I need you CHORUS Go, Sunday Go, Sunday Go, Sunday It feels like Sunday It feels like Sunday CHORUS