Sunday, November 06, 2005

If Sunday never ended

if Sunday never ended
I know just what id do
I'd spend more time in bed
holding you, listening to the rain
When worship was all over..
we would have supper on the stove
sitting on the sofa, reading something for fun
you are in the next room, singing some old hymn
the planets in their orbits, the world keeps spinning on
but we would hardly notice, lost in our own design
if Sunday never ended, i know just what id do