Sunday morning, just past eight
Will I still see her today?
Black hair, sweet, a smile
Time crawls unbearably slow
Eyes like a movie I could watch for hours
I'll never get the lead 'cause she has everyone for that
Do you secretly think of me too?
And do you still taste me?
I still taste our past like you never went away
I always take you with me
Hold me tight, let me go, shove me off, pull me close
I feel you so near, for a moment you're mine
Even though you're not free and I want to come to you
Sunday evening, just past eight
The clock tells me again and again
How long an evening like that lasts
The phone lies beside me
I pull some books from the shelf
The perfect chance to hear her but I wait
Do you secretly think of me too?
And do you still taste me?
I still taste our past like you never went away
I always take you with me
Hold me tight, let me go, shove me off, pull me close
I feel you so near, for a moment you're mine
Even though you're not free and I want to come to you
Suddenly I hear you again and forget all my worries
Freeze time now 'cause I really know what I want
I always take you with me
Hold me tight, let me go, shove me off, pull me close
I feel you so near, for a moment you're mine
Even though you're not free and I want to come to you