Rascal Flatts "Sunday Afternoon" Songtext

Sunday Afternoon

I swear it feels just likeThe clocks slow down for a whileAnd the air tastes sweeterAnd breathing gets deeperAs the clouds dance around the sunshineI hear the church bells ringBlowing in with the breeze, yeahAs i stare in your eyesThanking God for this life that he's given meYou're a gift to meChorusIf I had the chance to make one wishEvery single moment would be like thisLaying here baby, just me and youYeah and every day would be sundayAfternoonJust the touch of your handIt fixes everythingIt gets my heartbeat movingLike it's singing hallelujahYou're the only place I wanna beRight where I wanna beChorusIf I had the chance to make one wishEvery single moment would be like thisLaying here baby, just me and youYeah and every day would be sundayAfternoonIf I had the chance to make one wishEvery single moment, would be like thisLaying here baby, just me and youThat's exactly what i'd do, yeah that's whatI'd doIf I had the chance to make one wishEvery single moment would be like thisLaying here baby, just me and youYeah and every day would be sundayEvery day would be Sunday afternoonOh, just the tough of your handSunday afternoonEverything...Sunday, Sunday afternoonAfternoon

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