When my love is away

Sundays,

Like sunny days

Seem slow.

I lay in bed feeling low

When my love is away

In the month of May.

My hair is a tussle

Emotions are hard to battle.

It’s lonely in my bed

Maybe i should be out instead.

Life is a struggle

Without you to snuggle.

Sundays are like sunny days

When my love is away.

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