Sunday Morning sing and play along

Yeah.

Sunday morning, rain is falling.

Steal some covers, share some skin.

Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable.

You twist to fit the mould 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 out I knew you.

that ing someday it would lead me back to you,

that a someday it would lead me back to you.

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.

Paint a picture with 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 slow on Sunday morning and I never want to leave.

Fingers trace your ev'ry outline.

Paint a picture with hands.

Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm.

Change the weather, still together when it ends.

That may be all never want to leave.

Oh, yeah!

But if things

I need in darkness she is all I see.

Come and rest your bones with me.

Driving slow on Sunday morning.

Driving slow.

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

I need in darkness she is all I see.

Come and rest your bones with me.

Driving slow on Sunday morning.

Driving slow.

Yeah, yeah.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Oh, yeah.