Text: Backstreet Boys. Unbreakable. Unsuspecting Sunday Afternoon.

How come I was the last to know
You 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 that's 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

How decidedly my life has 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 that's made for you
Another unsuspecting Sunday afternoon

No, oh, oh
This sweet relief
Unexpected things
Is this the end or only the beginning?

I miss your face
Like the sun was in my eyes
And now I'm 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