"Sunday Afternoon" lyrics

It's not the way you smile
As cheerful as a child
Who's found a peaceful
Patch of grass to lie

And it's not about the way
You breeze about the day
Like a feather floating
Easy in the sky

It's the little things
That we talk about
Making faces 'til
We're both laughing

Never know that time's
Even passing by with you
On a Sunday afternoon

Does it harm me to confess
It's not just the way you dress
But the way you claim
The center of the room

It's not just the way you sigh
When you look up at the sky
And trace the flight of
Someone's lost balloon

It's the little things
That we talk about
Making faces 'til
We're both laughing

Never know that time's
Even passing by with you
On a Sunday afternoon

She's just like the light
Getting carried away
Coasting on the water
Like the sound of the waves

It's the little things
That we talk about
Making faces 'til
We're both laughing

Never know that time's
Even passing by with you
On a Sunday afternoon