Lyrics of "Sunday" by Qu Xiaobing

We go to the park hand in hand on Sunday

Make an appointment at the theme coffee shop on Monday

The fried potatoes are a little salty on Tuesday

It was sunny and windy again on Wednesday

On Thursday, you're going to work out and do your vest

Let me go to the beach with you on Friday

Set your alarm clock at twelve on Saturday

With you because every day is Valentine's day

If you can get to the white head

Memories of that year

The white shirt wrinkled

The broken flower dress blushes

You have a pretty face

I like the simple attic

The white shoes are torn

The black sweater is in autumn

We go to the park hand in hand on Sunday

Make an appointment at the theme coffee shop on Monday

The fried potatoes are a little salty on Tuesday

It was sunny and windy again on Wednesday

On Thursday, you're going to work out and do your vest

I'm asking you to accompany me to the seaside on Friday

You set the alarm clock at twelve on Saturday

With you because every day is Valentine's day

If you can get to the white head

Memories of that year

The white shirt wrinkled

The broken flower dress blushes

You have a pretty face

I like the simple attic

The white shoes are torn

The black sweater is in autumn

If you can get to the white head

Memories of that year

The white shirt wrinkled

The broken flower dress blushes

You have a pretty face

I like the simple attic

The white shoes are torn

The black sweater is in autumn