| 歌曲 | Sunday Morning |
| 歌手 | Miranda Lee Richards |
| 专辑 | Early November - EP |
| 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... |