What Am I Gonna Do On Sundays? (Live at The Jazz Café) - Olivia Dean

Lyrics by：Olivia Dean/Eg White

Composed by：Olivia Dean/Eg White

What am I gonna do on Sundays

You'd throw the curtain wide

And I wouldn't mind the sky of only clouds

Sheltering in that subway

With proper painful laugh

And see how long we make a tenner last

I'm gonna miss you

Having something to say about everyone

Ruining my joke coming up with a better one

Leaving all this might be easier said than done

It's a fight that you should have won

You can keep the rain

But let me have the Sundays

That's something I can't bear lose

No need to pretend

That all we had was Sundays

We had our share of Mondays too

I thought you'd fight a little harder for me

I thought you'd fight a little harder for me

Tired on the train this morning

Who am I gonna tell 'bout my day from hell

Who's gonna talk me down

I'll mostly miss the boring

The walk from your house

To that café you're always on about

Too bad couldn't see what you had in front of you

I did what I had to do

You can keep the rain

But let me have the Sundays

That's something I can't bear lose

No need to pretend

All we had was Sundays

We had our share of Mondays too

I thought you'd fight a little harder for me

I thought you'd fight a little harder for me

Mmm fight a little harder for me

I thought you'd fight a little harder for me