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Sunday Morning (feat. Addie Hamilton)

๐Ÿ‘ค Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Fake Blues โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:37
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โฑ๏ธ 3:37 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

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
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 you

That may be all I need
In darkness, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving home 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, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving home on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave

But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
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, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving home on Sunday morning
And I never want to
Driving home on Sunday morning
And I never want
Driving home on Sunday morning
I never want to leave

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