Sunday Morning(sandeimoningu) ステファニー
- Lyricist:
Jesse Royal Carmichael・Ryan Michael Dusick・Michael Allen Madden・Adam Noah Levine・James B Valentine(jieshiroiyarukamaikeruraianmaikerudashikkuarenmaden'adamunoarebainjieimuzubibarentein)
- Composer:
Jesse Royal Carmichael・Ryan Michael Dusick・Michael Allen Madden・Adam Noah Levine・James B Valentine(jieshiroiyarukamaikeruraianmaikerudashikkumaikeruarenmaden'adamunoarebinjieimuzubibarentein)
- Release Date:12-21-2016
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Yeah ...
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 slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
Fingers trace your every outline , oh yeah
Paint a picture with my hands
And 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
Yeah !
Oh yeah , but things just get so crazy , living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning rain is falling , and Im calling out to you
Singing , someday itll bring me back to you , yeah
Find a way to bring myself back home 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 , driving slow
Oh yeah yeah , oh yeah yeah , oh yeah yeah ...
Im a flower in your hair , Im a flower in your hair
Oh yeah yeah , oh yeah yeah , oh yeah ...
Get back here
Get back here , yeah ...
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 slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
Fingers trace your every outline , oh yeah
Paint a picture with my hands
And 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
Yeah !
Oh yeah , but things just get so crazy , living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning rain is falling , and Im calling out to you
Singing , someday itll bring me back to you , yeah
Find a way to bring myself back home 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 , driving slow
Oh yeah yeah , oh yeah yeah , oh yeah yeah ...
Im a flower in your hair , Im a flower in your hair
Oh yeah yeah , oh yeah yeah , oh yeah ...
Get back here
Get back here , yeah ...
