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Unsuspecting Sunday afternoon

Backstreet Boys

Compositor: A.J. McLean / B. Littrell / B. Mann / D. Muckala / H. Dorough / N. Carter

How come I was the last to know?
Took the stage, then you stole the show
Another unsuspecting sunday afternoon
I was captured by that stare
Now I'm shattered, but I don't care
And the people walking by don't have a clue
That I kissed your face
Till the sun was in our eyes
Till the afternoon arrived
And I can't explain
Last night I saw the fireworks
The kind of pain that never hurts
The one you hate to love is made for you
Another unsuspecting Sunday afternoon

Monday is a funny thing
Still waiting for the phone to ring
Will my imagination take it slow?
Oh yeah
After Saturday, my life is changed
In a moment, it was rearranged
Strange how easy it is, letting go
And I miss your face
Like the sun was in my eyes
And now I'm running blind
And I can't explain
Last night I saw the fireworks
The kind of pain that never hurts
The one you hate to love is made for you
Another unsuspecting Sunday afternoon

OOoh, ahhh, ooooh

This sweet relief, unexpected things
This is the end of, only the beginning
I miss your face, like the sun was in my eyes
(Like the afternoon)
Now I'm running blind
(running blind)
I can't explain
Last night I saw the fireworks,
the kind of pain that never hurts
The one you hate to love that's made for you
Another unsuspecting Sunday afternoon
Another unsuspecting Sunday afternoon

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