Letra de Sundays

She'll think of you always
And the places you went Sundays

But she has her eye
And you had to be right, right

And you can be so happy
How she's not your responsibility

Maybe this is what she wants
How can she be set but you're not happy, oh
Happy, oh?

And you can be so happy
How she's not your responsibility
And you can be so happy
How she's not your responsibility

Maybe this is what she wants
How can she be sad but you're not happy, oh
Happy, oh?

And you can be so happy
How she's not your responsibility

How she's not your responsibility

[Asian dialogue]