Agnessa Baysarova - Sunday Morning (cover) | Текст песни

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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
Sunday morning rain is falling and I'm coming back to you
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 he is all I see
So 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-yeah
Paint a picture with my hands
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 he is all I see
So come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave

That may be all I need
In darkness he is all I see
So come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
And I never want to leave
And I never want...to leave

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