Hurry up Sunday, I cannot wait

I sent you a letter but I know it came late

I'll be there early dressed to the nines

If you got my message then I know we'll be fine

Nothing ever comes my way

Everything she touches is gold to me

Everything she touches is gold to me

Monday just drags on, Tuesday's the same

Wednesday, Thursday, Friday could be any old day

I just want Sunday, will you be there?

Did you get my letter and did you even care?

Everything she touches is gold to me

Everything she touches is gold to me

Hurry up sunrise, I cannot wait

All the nights are lonely and tomorrow's the day

Everything she touches is gold to me

Everything she touches is gold to me

Everything she touches is gold to me

Everything she touches is gold to me

Gold to me

Everything she touches is gold to me

Everything she touches is gold to me

Everything she touches is gold to me

Everything she touches is gold to me