Sunday morning rain
is falling steal some
covers share some skin
clouds are shrouding us
in moments un forgettable
you twist to fit the mold
that i am in but things
just get so crazy living
life gets hard to do and
i would gladly hit the road
get up and go if i knew
that someday it would lead
me back to you that someday
it would lead me back to.
That may be all i need in
drakness she is all i see
come and rest your bones with
me driving slow on Sunday morning
and i never want to leave.
Fingers trace your every
outline pait a picture with
my hands back and forth we sway
like branches in a storm change
the weather still together when
it ends.
That may be all i need in
drakness she is all i see come
and rest your bones with me
driving slow on Sunday morning
and i never want to leave.
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’ll bring me back to you.
And you may not know that may
de all i need in drakness she
is all i see come and rest
your bones with me driving
slow on Sunday morning and i
never want to leave.