Last Sunday past
Memories fulfilled
My life complete
Temptations killed
My fill of you
Drawn out and adored
Yet impatience comes
For Sunday to return
Until I see you
I'll continue to burn
Desire consumes
Not even one day past
Hell, I miss you
For every minute that you're not cast
In my sight
Or my mind
So sweet so divine
So hurry up Sunday
Come quicker for me
I can't wait to see you
Trapped in my desperate thoughts
Every time you leave.