Sundays With You

I love to spend
My Sundays with you
There's nothing more
I'd rather do

We're together
Though physically apart
But true love ain't far
When it lives in the heart

Our thoughts are becoming one
As well as our soul and mind
We prepare for our fleshly union
When I leave this worldly place behind

Every day with you
Is a gift from above
I'll cherish it with all my might
This beautiful thing called love