Mark Brainard: Lyrics

Sunday Song

The difference in a day is getting clear
It’s not just how you live but what you fear
And it appears at least for a today, I will understand
And if you could stand in my way, you would understand
It’s not the destination but---
The path along the way
That leads me to your Sunday Song

And when that rainy Monday comes in view
The day can seem as old as it is new
And if you could see it from here, you would understand
That without you holding my hand, I’m afraid to step out
In the sun and seize the day
And gifts along the way,
That lead me to our Sunday Song, Sunday Song

And I know
All I need to do is believe in you,
You’re with me now
No one can change what is meant to be

Tuesdays always seem like such a drag
Wednesday’s work is almost in the bag
Then it’s Thursday and I can see, what you mean to me
And by Friday all I’m to be is your man again
To wake with you and start anew
It finally comes along
We’re back into our Sunday Song, Sunday Song