SORRY

[verseode]

                

        You’re calling us, but  we’re okay
        We’ll leave it till another day   
        There is so much we want to do   
        Sorry it gets in the way of You   
        Sunday morning, that’s our date   
        Alas, You’ve had so long to wait   
        But that’s the day of rest, You said   
        At least we get up out of bed   
        To do our duty, see our friends   
        Catch the gossip someone  lends
        Then off back home, without a fuss   
        To catch Eastenders omnibus   
        There’s such a busy week ahead   
        There isn’t time to clear our head   
        Please be patient for our call   
        We’re bound to need You after all.