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you will ring my bell I got no piece of mind without you No one to sing to when I ring you Answer baby, I'm going out of date, my love I got no piece of mind without you Late December, you haven't remembered I don't care how long it takes, I can wait I got no piece of mind without you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