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Sunday morning rain is falling |
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Steal some covers share some skin |
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Clouds are shrouding us in |
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moments unforgettable |
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You twist to fit the mold that I am in |
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But things just get so crazy living |
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life gets hard to do |
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And I would gladly hit the road |
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get up and go if I knew |
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That someday it would lead me back to you |
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That someday it would lead me back to you |
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That may be all I need |
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In darkness she is all I see |
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Come and rest your bones with me |
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Driving slow on sunday morning |
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And I never want to leave |
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Fingers trace your every outline |
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Paint a picture with my hands |
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Back and forth we sway |
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like branches in a storm |
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Change the weather still |
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together when it ends |
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That may be all I need |
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In darkness she is all I see |
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Come and rest your bones with me |
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Driving slow on sunday morning |
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And I never want to leave |
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But things just get so crazy living |
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life gets hard to do |
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Sunday morning rain is falling |
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and I'm calling out to you |
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Singing someday it'll bring me back to you |
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Find a way to bring myself Back home to you |
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And you may not know |
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That may be all I need |
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In darkness she is all I see |
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Come and rest your bones with me |
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Driving slow on sunday morning |
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And I never want to leave |
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That may be all I need |
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In darkness she is all I see |
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Come and rest your bones with me |
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Driving slow on sunday morning |
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And I never want to leave |
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That may be all I need |
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In darkness she is all I see |
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Come and rest your bones with me |
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Driving slow on sunday morning |
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Driving slow |
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Driving slow on sunday morning |
