Lyrics: Travis Garland. Sunday Morning.

Oh oh..
No ooh ooh..

When you said goodbye, I didn't get it
Maybe O just didn't, want to hear that word
Too late its embedded
Girl I haven't heard from you in seven days
Since you looked over your shoulder, as you walked away
I didn't feel like it was over
Is it over?

Its Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I slept right next to my phone
Its Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I'm still waiting for your call, to tell me this was all a mistake
That you don't wanna spend another minute away
Cause its Sunday morning girl
Just call me when you get this message
Ohh, it'll only take one second
ooh..

Calling back and it's pathetic
Not the sixteen messages I left
Its you that don't get it
You just keep me hanging after everything
I just want to hear your voice say anything
In your heart it can't be over
Is it over?

Its Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I slept right next to my phone
Its Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I'm still waiting for your call
To tell me this was some mistake

That you don't wanna spend another minute away
Cause its Sunday morning girl
Just call me when you get this

Operator tell me what i gotta do
To get through to her
Cause we been disconnected
I've been tryna get a hold of my girl
Its like her phone doesn't work
And i just cant accept this
I need to know if its over
Is it over?

Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I slept right next to my phone
Its Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I'm still waiting for your call
To tell me this was all a mistake
That you don't wanna spend another minute away
Cause its Sunday morning girl
Call me when you get this

Its Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I slept right next to my phone
Its Sunday morning (Sunday morning)
I'm still waiting for your call
To tell me this was all a mistake
That you don't wanna spend another minute away
Cause its Sunday morning girl
Just call me when you get this message.