Sunday Morning کے بول

Sunday morning, rain is falling Steal some covers, share some skin Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable You twist to fit the mold that I am in 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 you That may be all I need In darkness, he 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 Paint 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 darkness, he is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning And I never want to leave