[CHARLES, spoken]
Every day, more and more, I miss you. I can hardly bear it anymore

[CAMILLA, spoken]
Don't you think I feel the same?

[CAMILLA, sung]
I miss you most on Sundays
That idle day when little gets done
Just lazy walks and silly talks
A kiss before the week’s begun

I miss you most on Sundays
When time stands still and we are one
An easy chat about this and that
A cuddle as we watch the setting sun

Why can't we have more Sundays?

One day we'll escape
Two castaways
Our passion once again ablaze

I miss you most on Sundays
That idle day when little gets done
Just lazy walks and silly talks
A kiss before our futurе’s begun
[CHARLES, sung]
No more missing you on Sundays

[CAMILLA, sung]
No more missing you on Sundays