Waiting for Sunday - Michelle Featherstone

It’s two o’clock and I can’t stop thinking of you

Monday’s gone

Tuesday’s long

I’ll make it through

Wednesday’s fine but it’s a crime it’s not the end of the week

Now Thursday

What can I say

It’s not the day I’m here

I’m waiting for Sunday

I’m waiting for Sunday

I’m waiting for Sunday 'cause that’s the day I’m with you

Friday’s blue

Can’t wait to see you

Not much to do

I complain on Saturday

I’m still missing you

I’m waiting for Sunday

I’m waiting for Sunday

I’m waiting for Sunday 'cause that’s the day I’m with you

I’m waiting for Sunday

I’m waiting for Sunday

I’m waiting for Sunday

I’m waiting for Sunday

I’m waiting for Sunday

(I'm wiating for Sunday)

I’m waiting for Sunday

(I'm waiting for Sunday)

I’m waiting for Sunday

(I'm wiating for Sunday)

I’m waiting for Sunday

(I'm waiting for Sunday)

I’m waiting for Sunday

(I'm wiating for Sunday)

I’m waiting for Sunday

(I'm waiting for Sunday)

I’m waiting for Sunday

(I'm wiating for Sunday)

I’m waiting for Sunday

(I'm waiting for Sunday)

I’m waiting for Sunday

(I'm wiating for Sunday)

I’m waiting for Sunday

(I'm waiting for Sunday)

I’m waiting for Sunday

(I'm waiting for Sunday)

I’m waiting for Sunday 'cause that’s the day I’m with you