Sunday morning I will meet Pam The sun shines so bright, the blue sky don't lie Sunday morning light I walk through the empty Sunday morning streets The wind blows so warm, the sunlight can't hide Sunday morning light I wonder, what a perfect (Sunday) morning I could lay down on the ground, say to everyone around: - Feel this Sunday morning light! My dear Pam, can you feel this morning light? I'm sure that you do, anyway I'll share with you All this Sunday morning light