Sunday Chilling

That's the way it's meant to be.
Sunday chilling, Sunday chilling,
I can't wait for Sunday chilling.
Sunday chilling, Sunday chilling,
That's the feeling Monday's missing.
Missing Sunday chilling, Sunday chilling.
Sand on our feet, music in the air,
Distant waves and everyone here.
Sun drops low, the fire burns bright,
Laughter rolling into the night.