Sunday morning's always boring
When you're not here under my ceiling
I got no piece of mind without you
Monday's warning while I'm snoring
Postman's calling
Hoping you will ring my bell
I got no piece of mind without you
No one to sing to when I ring you
Answer baby, I'm going out of date, my love
I got no piece of mind without you
Late December, you haven't remembered
I don't care how long it takes, I can wait
I got no piece of mind without you
I got no piece of mind without you
I got no piece of mind without you