Sunday Kind of Love

A song about the what real love is about, not the fireworks, but the kind of love my Nana & Pop still have today.

I wrote Sunday Kind of Love because I got tired of hearing people talk about love as if it was all fireworks and drama.

That’s exciting for a while, but it isn’t what I was looking for.

To me, a Sunday kind of love is the person who’s still there when nothing exciting is happening. It’s slow mornings, making coffee together, walking to the grocery store, arguing over what film to watch and laughing about something completely stupid. It’s the kind of love that feels like home instead of a rollercoaster.

Maybe I think about love that way because I didn’t grow up with much stability. My family loved each other, but life was unpredictable. Mum came and went when she was struggling, Dad disappeared for months on tour, and it was Nana and Pop who gave me the everyday routines that made a house feel like a home. I think somewhere along the way I realised that consistency is one of the most romantic things in the world.

That’s what this song is really chasing. Not perfection, just someone who chooses you again on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday… all the way through to Sunday.

I think social media sometimes convinces us that love has to be loud to be real. Grand gestures are lovely, but they’re only a tiny part of a relationship. The moments that really matter are usually the quiet ones that nobody else ever sees.

Sunday Kind of Love is my reminder that the strongest relationships aren’t built on constant excitement. They’re built on trust, kindness and showing up, day after day. That’s the kind of love I hope all of us find one day.