Sunday Never Comes Around

I've been waiting here since Monday Sunday never comes around Sunday, we'll go running to the secret lake Where the water tastes so sweet You know that I could drink it all day And still be steady on my feet It's the kind of place most people haven't found It's the kind of feeling where nothing's on the ground I've been waiting here since Monday Sunday never comes around Monday, I'll be staring out my window Bringing mountains down to me And I've forgotten what you look like Though I try so desperately The days pass so slowly but the weeks go flying by You're always in my dreams but never by my side I've been waiting here since Monday Sunday never comes around I've been waiting here since Monday Sunday never comes around