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
