I strolled along
It was Sunday
I walked slowly
The day was mine
It was Sunday
I was not that fine.
Wish it was Monday
I needed time.
It was windy
but not cold.
I need you
I am not old.
Neither were you.
But you have gone
and I am here on my own,
Why choose Sunday
why not Monday.
Why did you go
I want to stay
but I need time
and I need you.