Sunday Crossword
 作词 : Andrew Tufano/Janani Krishnan-Jha
 作曲 : Andrew Tufano/Janani Krishnan-Jha
When I was a kid I always imagined
The person I’d fall for
Would be good with their mouth
And all the best phrases
Would always fall out
We'd walk to get coffee on Sunday morning
Then we'd do the crossword and sit on the couch
It's kinda ironic, that's what we have now
We said we wouldn't let it
But somehow this got serious
And you sound so poetic
Saying we're so far from love
You can't say it to my face, so
We just try and fill these spaces:
What's a nine letter word for how you feel
There's a u and I together
But it's missing a few letters
Is it "misguided" or "disguised" as something real?
It can't be "unrequited"
'cause my feelings are too big
There's so much I wanna tell you
But I don't know if it'll fit
I'm not a kid so now I can read all
The signs that you give
And into silence between us
There's so much we're leaving, unsaid
So give me a pen, I can pretend
That we're writing our future
Instead of playing all these games
And trying to break the rules
We said we wouldn't let it
But somehow this got serious
And I might sound pathetic
But doesn't this look just like love
I can't say it to your face, so
I hope you can fill the spaces
What's a six letter word for what I want?
There's an "over" in the center
But I know that's not the answer
Under "covers" I might never
Call it "love"
But it's spelled out so clearly
The more you look at it
There's so much I wanna tell you
But I don't know if it'll fit
Ooh (Fill the spaces)
It all leads back to you
Ooh
It all leads back to you
When I was a kid I never imagined
That love would be so hard to figure out
It's kinda ironic that's what I have now