Lyric

(Mmm... ah-ah...)

Sunday mornings at your place

Same old act, the same old face

I sit down, pretend it’s fine

But my heart can’t play the line

When she laughs, I lose my ground

But I hide it, never sound

What I feel stays locked inside

What I want’s a secret I can’t hide

What I cannot say

Burns inside and hides away

Every Sunday, I pretend

Best friend ‘til the end

(Ah-ah, best friend...)

Old photos on the wall

Three frozen smiles, memories call

She pours more coffee slow

My hand shakes, I hide the show

Every glance, every move

Makes me want to run, to lose

But I come back every time

Trapped inside this endless rhyme

What I cannot say

Burns inside and hides away

Every Sunday, I pretend

Best friend ‘til the end

(Ah-ah, best friend...)

If he knew what I feel

Everything would break, so real

Years of friendship in disguise

Caught inside forbidden ties

I should leave, I should run

But how to forget what’s begun?

Last cup of coffee gone

Last time sitting at this dawn

Make up reasons to say goodbye

So I don’t have to try

What I cannot say

Burns inside and hides away

Every Sunday, I won’t pretend

Best friend... this is the end

(Ah-ah, best friend...)

(Mmm... ah-ah...)