Sunday Morning

Sunday morning, rain is falling
 Steal some covers, share some skin
 And clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
 You twist to fit the mold that I am in
 But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
 And I'd gladly hit the road, get up and go if I knew
 That someday, it would lead me back to you
 Find a way to get myself back home to you
 That may be all I need
 In darkness, she is all I see
 Come and rest your bones with me
 Driving slow on Sunday morning
 And I never want to leave
 My fingers trace your every outline
 Paint a picture with my hands
 And back and forth, we sway like branches in a storm
 Change of weather, still together when it ends
 But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
 And I'd gladly hit the road, get up and go if I knew
 That someday, it would lead me back to you
 Find a way to get myself back home to you
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 But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
 Sunday morning, rain is falling, and I'm calling out to you
 Singing, someday it would lead me back to you
 Find a way to get myself back home to you
 That may be all I need
 In darkness, she is all I see
 Come and rest your bones with me
 Driving slow on Sunday morning
 And I never want to leave