Sunday Morning, I woke up late
Someone is missing and I don't know who she is
But somehow my heart knows where she is now
He's falling in love
Birds are singing and I listen to their love affair
I wonder why my heart's pounding now
Perhaps he's fond of the mystery lady
He's dreaming of her
Someday I'll sing out your name
Nobody can feel the line but you
'Cause I know it's from inside of my heart
She is so near, but he's just looking at her
Sunday Morning, I feel her scent
Someday's coming here and i do know whe is
She is smiling and I say, 'Good Morning!'
He's falling in love