Ashelyn Summers - Sunday Morning (Instrumental) | Текст песни

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• Sunday Morning (Instrumental)

When did it get so hard
To see a way out of this place
We stand here bruised and scarred
Trying so hard
To keep a smile on our face

We carry all this pain
With us through the night and the day
When we can’t think
Of anything else to say
We just turn away

But I know that where we’re going
Everything is going our way

When we wake on Sunday morning
Everything fills with warm sunshine
And the whole world wakes with us
Our love, begins on Sunday morning

Now it’s all in the past
Everything’s perfect
Here at last
Now that our lives are simple and clean
We’ve finally broken free

And I know that where we’re going
Everything is going our way

When we wake on Sunday morning
Everything fills with warm sunshine
And the whole world wakes with us
Our love, begins on Sunday morning

And through it all
We kept on fighting, on
Through the things that try to bring us down
They’re nowhere near us now
We’ve made it to the dawn

When we wake on Sunday morning
Everything fills with warm sunshine
And the whole world wakes with us
Our love, begins on Sunday morning
It’s a brand new morning

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