by Ore Fakorede
Give me Sunday and all the others,
The hours with which I never bothered.
Give me back the quiet mornings,
Even the ones I thought was boring.
Every moment with you in it,
Every second I heard your heart beat.
The laughter from yesterday and all the days before,
Tomorrow’s joys could never be more.
The best things in life are free,
Like rain, sunshine or you and me.
So even if I could not pay,
I’ll still find you along my way.
Give me back every minute,
The clock can never forget it ticked.
You’re my air, my wings, my spirit,
The perfect mate my soul has picked.