Lyric

[Verse 1]

The sunlight drapes across the floor

Your laughter drifting through the room

We talk of plans we may not keep

And hum a little tune

[Chorus]

Sunday afternoon—

Just you and me in view

The simplest hours turn to gold

When I’m here beside you

[Verse 2]

A kettle sings, the records play

You rest your head against my arm

The world feels far from where we are

And I am safe from harm

[Bridge]

These quiet days are treasures found

Too sweet to let them fade

I hold them close, I hold them dear

For all the love they’ve made

[Chorus – reprise]

Sunday afternoon—

The light so warm, so true

The world can wait another day

For all the love they’ve made

[Chorus – reprise]

Sunday afternoon—

The light so warm, so true

The world can wait another day

While I’m here loving you