First Nice Day, Stuck at Work (Time to Play)

The sun is finally out,
But not me, I'm in.
Can't be sure,
But this may be a sin.

Oh, the pull of a sun-soaked day,
Fighting the urge to go out to play.

Somehow, someway,
It doesn't seem fair.
Somehow I doubt,
The bosses really care.

And so we sit and waste away,
While counting down 'til it's time to play.