Текст Jesse McCartney – Feels Like Sunday

The night’s over
You’re fading
It always ends the same
Your head’s on my shoulder

So many good times you and I
It makes it so hard to say good-bye

‘Cause it always feels like Sunday
When I drive you home
Maybe, we’ll be fine by Monday
But tonight I’m alone
Baby, when I can’t be with you
I still want you close
‘Cause it always feels like Sunday
When you go
Mmmm

Your scent on my t-shirt
It never seems to fade
An empty seat now
Next to me but
Memories fill the space

Every moment you’re not here
Reminds me how much I need you

‘Cause it always feels like Sunday
When I drive you home
Maybe, we’ll be fine by Monday
But tonight I’m alone
Baby, when I can’t be with you
I still want you close
‘Cause it always feels like Sunday

Feels like Sunday
It feels like Sunday

‘Cause it always feels like Sunday
When I drive you home
Maybe, we’ll be fine by Monday
But tonight I’m alone
Baby, when I can’t be with you
I still want you close
‘Cause it always feels like Sunday
Feels like Sunday
Fells like Sunday
When you go
When you go ooh