歌曲 | Sunday Morning |
歌手 | Miranda Lee Richards |
专辑 | Early November - EP |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Flyin’ away | |
Oh don’t you hesitate | |
What you leave behind can wait | |
It’s the freedom in your heart | |
That speaks to you in dreams | |
Life isn’t always what it seems | |
Then in the sunrise | |
The light right before the dawn | |
The moment of truth and the light | |
>From behind the mountain sun | |
That takes me beyond | |
To find my kingdom | |
I’m givin’ up Sunday Morning | |
For somethin’ in-between | |
Givin’ up my tomorrow | |
For what tomorrow brings | |
Waitin’ ‘til the tide is low | |
To find the things | |
That were lost along the way... | |
Then in the valleys | |
Oh of the widest ravine | |
The places you fall you decide | |
You would climb the walls tonight | |
And it’s what you’ve done before | |
But you deserve so much more | |
I’m givin’ up Sunday Morning | |
For somethin’ in between | |
Givin’ up my tomorrow | |
For what my lover brings | |
Waitin’ ‘til the tide is low | |
To find the things | |
That I lost along the way... | |
And all my life | |
I have been strong | |
I wanna’ be carried, | |
I wanna’ belong | |
And all my hopes, | |
All of my fears | |
They’re talkin’ to me, | |
What do they see? | |
Givin’ up Sunday Morning | |
For somethin’ in between | |
Given up my tomorrow | |
For what tomorrow brings | |
Waitin’ ‘til the tide is low | |
To find the things | |
That were lost along the way... |
Flyin' away | |
Oh don' t you hesitate | |
What you leave behind can wait | |
It' s the freedom in your heart | |
That speaks to you in dreams | |
Life isn' t always what it seems | |
Then in the sunrise | |
The light right before the dawn | |
The moment of truth and the light | |
From behind the mountain sun | |
That takes me beyond | |
To find my kingdom | |
I' m givin' up Sunday Morning | |
For somethin' inbetween | |
Givin' up my tomorrow | |
For what tomorrow brings | |
Waitin' ' til the tide is low | |
To find the things | |
That were lost along the way... | |
Then in the valleys | |
Oh of the widest ravine | |
The places you fall you decide | |
You would climb the walls tonight | |
And it' s what you' ve done before | |
But you deserve so much more | |
I' m givin' up Sunday Morning | |
For somethin' in between | |
Givin' up my tomorrow | |
For what my lover brings | |
Waitin' ' til the tide is low | |
To find the things | |
That I lost along the way... | |
And all my life | |
I have been strong | |
I wanna' be carried, | |
I wanna' belong | |
And all my hopes, | |
All of my fears | |
They' re talkin' to me, | |
What do they see? | |
Givin' up Sunday Morning | |
For somethin' in between | |
Given up my tomorrow | |
For what tomorrow brings | |
Waitin' ' til the tide is low | |
To find the things | |
That were lost along the way... |
Flyin' away | |
Oh don' t you hesitate | |
What you leave behind can wait | |
It' s the freedom in your heart | |
That speaks to you in dreams | |
Life isn' t always what it seems | |
Then in the sunrise | |
The light right before the dawn | |
The moment of truth and the light | |
From behind the mountain sun | |
That takes me beyond | |
To find my kingdom | |
I' m givin' up Sunday Morning | |
For somethin' inbetween | |
Givin' up my tomorrow | |
For what tomorrow brings | |
Waitin' ' til the tide is low | |
To find the things | |
That were lost along the way... | |
Then in the valleys | |
Oh of the widest ravine | |
The places you fall you decide | |
You would climb the walls tonight | |
And it' s what you' ve done before | |
But you deserve so much more | |
I' m givin' up Sunday Morning | |
For somethin' in between | |
Givin' up my tomorrow | |
For what my lover brings | |
Waitin' ' til the tide is low | |
To find the things | |
That I lost along the way... | |
And all my life | |
I have been strong | |
I wanna' be carried, | |
I wanna' belong | |
And all my hopes, | |
All of my fears | |
They' re talkin' to me, | |
What do they see? | |
Givin' up Sunday Morning | |
For somethin' in between | |
Given up my tomorrow | |
For what tomorrow brings | |
Waitin' ' til the tide is low | |
To find the things | |
That were lost along the way... |