Easter Sunday

Many midnight afternoons
Counting questions in my room
Pulling threads unraveling
Easter Sunday at my door
You appeared like the sun's warm
Familiar stranger from my dreams
It was nearly suppertime
We made breakfast and drank red wine from coffee cups

On Easter Sunday
Oh, on Easter Sunday

I cleaned the frying pan and plates
Then we watched Easter Parade
I felt warm and safe like I belong
Soon a kiss had found its way
And I asked if you could stay
Somewhere I could hear a song
And then it started to snow
So we kitchen danced to music playing in our heads

On Easter Sunday
Oh, on Easter Sunday
That's the way our love began
Still my heart is in your hands
Don't wake me if I'm dreaming
Of Easter Sunday
Oh, on Easter Sunday

Oh, on Easter Sunday
On Easter Sunday