Sunday Morning piano leadsheet with chords

Sunday morning rain is falling.

Steal some covers, share some skin.

I like that.

Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable.

You twist to fit the mold that I am in.

But things just get so crazy,

livin' life gets hard to do.

And I would gladly hit the road,

get up I'm and go if I knew that some someday it would lead me back to you.

That some way day it would lead me back to you.

May not know, 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.

Fingers trace your ev'ry outline,

ahh yeah, yeah.

Paint a picture with my hands,

ohh. And back and forth we sway like branches in a storm.

Change of 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.

Drivin' slow on Sunday morning and I never want to leave.

Oh, yeah.

But things ing.

Drivin' slow, yeah, yeah.

Ahh, yeah, yeah.

Ahh, all I

need. All I

see. Rest your bones

with me.

All I need.

All I see.

Rest your bones

with me.

All All I

need.