I can only imagine for our worlds are far apart How it would feel to hold this woman mouth to mouth, heart to heart I guess it's a good things dreaming sweet Why would a Sunday kind of woman, a Sunday kind of woman want an everyday man like me? I have much of nightlife women, you see one, you've seen em all And I wake up in the morning and I turn and face the wall I long for someone special's company But would a Sunday kind of woman, a Sunday kind of woman love an everyday man like me? Would a Sunday kind of woman, a Sunday kind of woman love an everyday man like me?