Second Sunday

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 Chorus: 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 A second Sunday It's 6 am--hey, aren't you sweet? With your hair all in a mess, I wonder Why did I get you up? When from California to NYC There's a fever goin' round Like the love that we have found