Thank God for Sunday Morning
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โฑ๏ธ 3:29 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Neon lights and stained glass windows
Old bar stools and back row pews
I ran to one more than the other
But I couldn't out-run you
Trying to fill up all the empty
Trying to numb the pain inside
Thinking you'd never forgive me
For all those Saturday nights
But thank God for Sunday morning
Thank God for 316
And the words in red that say you bled
And gave your life for me
Thank God for a choir singing
And the voice saying, "Come back home"
Saturday night looked like the end of the story
But thank God for Sunday morning
Now I know that you're no stranger
To the broken hearts like mine
It's what you do, yeah, somehow you
Bring dead things back to life
And it might look like it's as over
As a stone over a grave
But I've seen you move, I'm living proof
You still roll stones away
Thank God for Sunday morning
Thank God for 316
And the words in red that say you bled
And gave your life for me
Thank God for a choir singing
And a voice saying, "Come back home"
Saturday night looked like the end of the story
But thank God for Sunday morning, oh...
Sunlight through the stained glass window
Feels like freedom on my face
Really is a new beginning
It really is amazing grace
Thank God for Sunday morning
Thank God for 316
And the words in red that say you bled
And gave your life for me
Thank God for a choir singing
And a voice saying, "Come back home"
Saturday night looked like the end of the story
Oh
Saturday night looked like the end of the story
Mm-mm
But thank God for Sunday morning
Thank God for Sunday morning
Old bar stools and back row pews
I ran to one more than the other
But I couldn't out-run you
Trying to fill up all the empty
Trying to numb the pain inside
Thinking you'd never forgive me
For all those Saturday nights
But thank God for Sunday morning
Thank God for 316
And the words in red that say you bled
And gave your life for me
Thank God for a choir singing
And the voice saying, "Come back home"
Saturday night looked like the end of the story
But thank God for Sunday morning
Now I know that you're no stranger
To the broken hearts like mine
It's what you do, yeah, somehow you
Bring dead things back to life
And it might look like it's as over
As a stone over a grave
But I've seen you move, I'm living proof
You still roll stones away
Thank God for Sunday morning
Thank God for 316
And the words in red that say you bled
And gave your life for me
Thank God for a choir singing
And a voice saying, "Come back home"
Saturday night looked like the end of the story
But thank God for Sunday morning, oh...
Sunlight through the stained glass window
Feels like freedom on my face
Really is a new beginning
It really is amazing grace
Thank God for Sunday morning
Thank God for 316
And the words in red that say you bled
And gave your life for me
Thank God for a choir singing
And a voice saying, "Come back home"
Saturday night looked like the end of the story
Oh
Saturday night looked like the end of the story
Mm-mm
But thank God for Sunday morning
Thank God for Sunday morning
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:14.25] Neon lights and stained glass windows
[00:17.52] Old bar stools and back row pews
[00:20.66] I ran to one more than the other
[00:24.09] But I couldn't out-run you
[00:27.17] Trying to fill up all the empty
[00:30.40] Trying to numb the pain inside
[00:33.68] Thinking you'd never forgive me
[00:36.66] For all those Saturday nights
[00:40.08] But thank God for Sunday morning
[00:43.35] Thank God for 316
[00:46.62] And the words in red that say you bled
[00:50.03] And gave your life for me
[00:52.99] Thank God for a choir singing
[00:56.27] And the voice saying, "Come back home"
[00:59.94] Saturday night looked like the end of the story
[01:04.36] But thank God for Sunday morning
[01:09.39]
[01:12.06] Now I know that you're no stranger
[01:15.54] To the broken hearts like mine
[01:18.81] It's what you do, yeah, somehow you
[01:22.06] Bring dead things back to life
[01:24.72] And it might look like it's as over
[01:28.37] As a stone over a grave
[01:31.34] But I've seen you move, I'm living proof
[01:34.88] You still roll stones away
[01:37.82] Thank God for Sunday morning
[01:40.95] Thank God for 316
[01:44.13] And the words in red that say you bled
[01:47.61] And gave your life for me
[01:50.56] Thank God for a choir singing
[01:53.96] And a voice saying, "Come back home"
[01:57.45] Saturday night looked like the end of the story
[02:01.91] But thank God for Sunday morning, oh...
[02:15.78] Sunlight through the stained glass window
[02:19.12] Feels like freedom on my face
[02:22.39] Really is a new beginning
[02:25.44] It really is amazing grace
[02:28.92] Thank God for Sunday morning
[02:32.27] Thank God for 316
[02:35.69] And the words in red that say you bled
[02:38.90] And gave your life for me
[02:41.71] Thank God for a choir singing
[02:44.92] And a voice saying, "Come back home"
[02:48.73] Saturday night looked like the end of the story
[02:53.20] Oh
[02:55.09] Saturday night looked like the end of the story
[03:01.17] Mm-mm
[03:02.66] But thank God for Sunday morning
[03:08.84] Thank God for Sunday morning
[03:11.90]
[00:17.52] Old bar stools and back row pews
[00:20.66] I ran to one more than the other
[00:24.09] But I couldn't out-run you
[00:27.17] Trying to fill up all the empty
[00:30.40] Trying to numb the pain inside
[00:33.68] Thinking you'd never forgive me
[00:36.66] For all those Saturday nights
[00:40.08] But thank God for Sunday morning
[00:43.35] Thank God for 316
[00:46.62] And the words in red that say you bled
[00:50.03] And gave your life for me
[00:52.99] Thank God for a choir singing
[00:56.27] And the voice saying, "Come back home"
[00:59.94] Saturday night looked like the end of the story
[01:04.36] But thank God for Sunday morning
[01:09.39]
[01:12.06] Now I know that you're no stranger
[01:15.54] To the broken hearts like mine
[01:18.81] It's what you do, yeah, somehow you
[01:22.06] Bring dead things back to life
[01:24.72] And it might look like it's as over
[01:28.37] As a stone over a grave
[01:31.34] But I've seen you move, I'm living proof
[01:34.88] You still roll stones away
[01:37.82] Thank God for Sunday morning
[01:40.95] Thank God for 316
[01:44.13] And the words in red that say you bled
[01:47.61] And gave your life for me
[01:50.56] Thank God for a choir singing
[01:53.96] And a voice saying, "Come back home"
[01:57.45] Saturday night looked like the end of the story
[02:01.91] But thank God for Sunday morning, oh...
[02:15.78] Sunlight through the stained glass window
[02:19.12] Feels like freedom on my face
[02:22.39] Really is a new beginning
[02:25.44] It really is amazing grace
[02:28.92] Thank God for Sunday morning
[02:32.27] Thank God for 316
[02:35.69] And the words in red that say you bled
[02:38.90] And gave your life for me
[02:41.71] Thank God for a choir singing
[02:44.92] And a voice saying, "Come back home"
[02:48.73] Saturday night looked like the end of the story
[02:53.20] Oh
[02:55.09] Saturday night looked like the end of the story
[03:01.17] Mm-mm
[03:02.66] But thank God for Sunday morning
[03:08.84] Thank God for Sunday morning
[03:11.90]