flower in your hair, oh oh Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah Sunday morning rain On Sunday morning, yeah yeah On Sunday morning, oh oh oh oh
It's not that bad We could have died Chalk it up to being young Prove it was me? No morning drive, no blurred headlight From the corner of my eye If
Early in the mornin', just before the dawn I turn my TV on and watch the fuzz The sun scrapes away the first layers of the day Nothing is meant, this
It's not that bad. We could have died. Chalk it up to being young Prove it was me. On a morning drive On a blurred headlight From the corner of
Translation: Howie Day. Sunday Morning Song.
with me Driving slow on Sunday morning And I never want to leave But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do Sunday morning rain is falling
: It's not that bad. We could have died. Chalk it up to being young Prove it was me. On a morning drive On a blurred headlight From the corner of my
motherfucking preacher on Sunday morning You over the streets so weak cause the word... to get by But better be the cleanse motherfucker in the surfs on Sunday morning
t give in I could never tell you It'd let you win You can stay You offer That's all I Really wanted on Sunday morning Is what Makes this life Worth living Yeah Sunday morning
my knees I'd trade you places any day I'd never thought you Could be that way But you looked Like me on Sunday You came in With the breeze On Sunday Morning
I have to go I wanna know why Sunday morning skies took a shinin' to ya Sunday morning birds singin' hallelujah Driving back home I sing along to the words in every song
: Sunday morning Brings the dawn in It's just a restless feeling By my side Early dawning Sunday morning It's all the wasted years So close behind
the sleepin' city sidewalk Sunday morning coming down In the park I saw a daddy With the laughing little girl he was swinging And I stopped beside a Sunday school And listened to the songs
news on Friday morning, but a tear I couldn't find You showed me how I am supposed to live And now you showed me how to die I was lost 'til Sunday morning
