Lyrics Waiting for Sunday - Michelle Featherstone

Waiting for Sunday

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