Sunday Is Made for Loving

Sunday is made for loving My dear Some say The day is holy Well, it does make me feel whole But I don't go to a church And sit in some pew Instead I spend all morning in bed Making love with you One day, we won't be together I fear It's clear Our love has limits And this must come to an end It's not enough, I need more It's hard to explain It's just not fair, to keep you here So I'm gonna have to cause some pain Years pass, I learn she's in Alaska With child Meanwhile I've felt so guilty And things never seem to work out Here all along, I thought I'd done her a wrong While it was me I haven't spared Love might be blind, but just one time I'd like it not to be impaired Sunday is made for loving My dear Some say The day is holy Well I do feel a slight hole