Sunday, Pt. II - Cibo Matto

Why can’t we dance in the same groove every day?

My step starts from 6 to 1, from 6 to 1

You may make fun of my honesty

But I think consciousness is the same in space

In space, in space, in space

I’m living in the second world

I’m living in the second world

I’m watching you, watching you

Watching you from the second world

I’m watching you, watching you

Watching you from the second world

Don’t complain about it, baby

I can not be perfect for you

Still learning every Sunday

I just spend, I just spend

I just spend every Sunday

Every Sunday

Every Sunday

Every Sunday

Every Sunday