Les Friction - Sunday lyrics

She always wakes up late on Sunday She pours her coffee in a paper cup She heads down to the corner where a man sells roses for a euro She wonders if she'll ever find him She wonders if she'll ever fall in love Maybe she's right there behind him now Then all the church bells start to ring And all the birds begin to sing If no one stops me now I'll get through somehow And we will live like everyday is Sunday I believe that she'll take notice She'll turn around when she can feel me near As if to say she's been alone her whole life I want to live