Lyrics

Sunday afternoon (F. Carlson)
What do you do with a Sunday afternoon?
What do you do with a Sunday afternoon?
I woke up too late to even see the light of day
I woke up too late
Today is short but the night was way too long
I don't remember anything at all
Think I had too much but I don't know when to stop
Think I had too much

Living our lives like this will break us down
Trying too hard to be something we can't

What do you do with a Sunday afternoon?
Take a walk to the sound of your favorite tune
I woke up too late to even see the light of day
I woke up too late