and sundays, how could i forget?

sundays are for love, especially the dark, cold, rainy sundays we've become accustomed to. perfectly blue-skied and sunny sundays are too, and all the sundays in between. they make monday mornings more tolerable, i promise you, and if they don't then we'll try again next week. i think that maybe you don't know the secret to sundays, but it's true. i want sundays with you.