I call her, she answers, the rest comes easily There's no one else who makes me feel quite the same I call her, cause it's Sunday, and I've waited all week To hear her smile shine through the vowels of my name And I know that I will never call her mine I'm not lying when I say that that's just fine Is it strange to love her and want nothing more Only dreamed about her two times Or maybe three or four I scroll through the pictures from back when we first met Yellow balloons are frozen feet from the ground She's dancing in denim and I don't know it yet But she's the reason he keeps coming around So I know that I will never call her mine I'm not lying when I say that that's just fine Cause she trusts me, I don't need anything more Only dreamed about her two times Or maybe three or four Maybe three or four Oh, won't get the chance to choose her Oh, at least I'll never lose her Oh, we'll stay just like before I'll call her up on Sunday Just like every other Sunday Nothing more Nothing more Cause I know that I will never call her mine I'm not lying when I say that that's just fine Is it strange to love her and want nothing more Only dreamed about her two times