A Sunday Kind of Love

Reba Mcentire

I want a Sunday Kind of Love.
A love to last, past Saturday night.
And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight.
I want a Sunday Kind of Love.
And I want a, a love that's on the square.

Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care.
And I'm on a lonely road that leads to nowhere.
I need a Sunday kind of love.

I do all my Sunday dreaming, and all my scheming.
Every minute, every hour, every day
And I'm hoping to discover a certain kind of
Lover Who will show me the way.
And my arms need someone to impute.

To keep me warm when Monday's and Tuesday's grow cold.
And I need a love for all my life to have
And to hold.
I want a Sunday kind of love.

Oh yeah I don't want a
Monday or a Tuesday, Wednesday or a Thursday,
Friday or Saturday I don't want nothing baby.
I want a Sunday Kind of Love