MUSIC FOR SALE

It's Sunday morning, I get out of bed
Pour myself a glass of red wine
Grab a book, walk out to the patio
Put my phone on silent, this day is all mine

Don't call me
Don't text me
Don't knock on my door
I won't answer

Want my attention
Want my company
Unless you make it worth my while
Sundays mine alone

The sun's shining, a light breeze cools my skin
The scent of lavender fills the air
Wind chimes softly ring
A few squirrels gather nuts,
I close my eyes
And listen to the robins sing

Don't call me
Don't text me
Don't knock on my door
I won't answer

Want my attention
Want my company
Unless you make it worth my while
Sundays mine alone

Every Sunday this is where I'll be
If you want me, you'll need something better
Cruise to the Caribbean, tickets to Hawaii
If not, it's my backyard and me

Don't call me
Don't text me
Don't knock on my door
I won't answer

Want my attention
Want my company
Unless you make it worth my while
Sundays mine alone