Snowflakes outside my window Turning to rain when they hit the ground Traffic lights and people are rushing Thousand umbrellas are moving round
I'm gonna stay here with you beside me We'll turn this Monday to Sunday Let's call work and say we're not coming Order some food and lock the door
What a perfect day to stay in bed with you What a perfect way to spend my day with you
Candle lights and "La vie en rose" A bottle of wine by the fire "Il m'a dit des mots d'amour Des mots tous les jours" on the radio
I’m gonna stay here with you beside me We’ll turn this Monday to Sunday Leave all the troubles and worries behind us Just like there is no tomorrow
What a perfect day to stay in bed with you What a perfect way to spend my day with you What a perfect day to stay in bed with you What a perfect day to lay here close to you
What a perfect day to stay in bed with you What a perfect way to spend my day with you What a perfect day to stay in bed with you What a perfect day to lay here close to you