We're staying up all night. And talk well into sunrise. Stars and candles fade. Everything gets a different meaning. But now it's time to go to bed. We say good night. In the morning light. She didn't call me in the daytime. Now it's getting late. I'm cruising around the floor. You know I don't wanna wait. Will you call me up another sunday. Will you call me up another sunday. Will you call me up another sunday. Will you call me up another sunday. It's been more than a week now. What's happening I don't know. Could be all kind of things. I guess her battery is running low. Maybe she can't read my message in the air. Maybe she's too busy fuzzing with her hair. Well I don't speak english fluently. I know spiritual heart surgery. It's gonna be all right. Will you call me up another sunday. Will you call me up another sunday. Will you call me up another sunday. Will you call me up another sunday