歌曲 | Sunday Morning |
歌手 | Gretchen Peters |
专辑 | Circus Girl: The Best of Gretchen Peters |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
there’s a dog a’barking | |
there’s no sunday parking | |
no standing nine to noon | |
and the air is breezy | |
and the day breaks easy | |
and the traffic hums a tune | |
there’s a sunday paper | |
and a sleepy neighbor | |
and a cat curled at your feet | |
there’s a breakfast frying | |
and a baby crying | |
and your smile is all I need | |
and we’re talking (and i love to hear you) | |
and we’re laughing (and i love to see you) | |
and we’re taking time and making love so sweet | |
and the birds sing (i can hear them singing) | |
and the bells ring (i can hear them ringing) | |
and it’s Sunday morning up and down my street | |
where the sidewalk’s broken | |
there’s a cafe open | |
people spilling out the door | |
and you’re softly hummin’ | |
and the day is comin’ | |
when we won’t be sad no more |
there' s a dog a' barking | |
there' s no sunday parking | |
no standing nine to noon | |
and the air is breezy | |
and the day breaks easy | |
and the traffic hums a tune | |
there' s a sunday paper | |
and a sleepy neighbor | |
and a cat curled at your feet | |
there' s a breakfast frying | |
and a baby crying | |
and your smile is all I need | |
and we' re talking and i love to hear you | |
and we' re laughing and i love to see you | |
and we' re taking time and making love so sweet | |
and the birds sing i can hear them singing | |
and the bells ring i can hear them ringing | |
and it' s Sunday morning up and down my street | |
where the sidewalk' s broken | |
there' s a cafe open | |
people spilling out the door | |
and you' re softly hummin' | |
and the day is comin' | |
when we won' t be sad no more |
there' s a dog a' barking | |
there' s no sunday parking | |
no standing nine to noon | |
and the air is breezy | |
and the day breaks easy | |
and the traffic hums a tune | |
there' s a sunday paper | |
and a sleepy neighbor | |
and a cat curled at your feet | |
there' s a breakfast frying | |
and a baby crying | |
and your smile is all I need | |
and we' re talking and i love to hear you | |
and we' re laughing and i love to see you | |
and we' re taking time and making love so sweet | |
and the birds sing i can hear them singing | |
and the bells ring i can hear them ringing | |
and it' s Sunday morning up and down my street | |
where the sidewalk' s broken | |
there' s a cafe open | |
people spilling out the door | |
and you' re softly hummin' | |
and the day is comin' | |
when we won' t be sad no more |