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
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
Paint
a
picture
with
my
hands
Back
and
forth
we
sway
like
branches
in a
storm
Change
the
weather,
still
together
when
it
ends
But
things
just
get
so
crazy,
living
life
gets
hard
to do
Sunday
morning,
rain
is
falling
and
I'm
calling
out
to
you
Singing,
"Someday
it'll
bring
me
back
to
you."
Find
a way
to
bring
myself
back
home
to
you
