There's someday about Sunday that affect many people moods.
But nothing affects me more than being with you.
This one day holds various power.

And if people admit.
Its power is stronger than Saturday.
Which like Friday seems the day folks loves to play.
And do wicked things.

So I enjoy Sunday and you.
Where faith shines across your face?
You have made me a better me.
When I was a lost soul searching for things.

I guess it was fate.
Fate that led me your way.
I believe this.
I accept this.

So I enjoy Sunday and you more.
Love seeing your face every morning.
You're a blessing angel.

A honored soul.
Who this man will love forever more?