歌曲 | Every Other Sunday Morning |
歌手 | The Wind and The Wave |
专辑 | From The Wreckage |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
We’re losing faith in one another | |
I’m losing hope for better days | |
You wanna know how to fix it seven years a little late | |
You can’t measure sadness by your sorrow | |
You’re counting drops of heavy rain | |
Forever crawling out from under all the rubble, all the pain | |
I can’t remember why we were fighting | |
I can’t remember what made you mad | |
But I’m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you, for you | |
Dressing up on Sunday morning | |
Every other one’s the same | |
We sing divided hallelujah. There’s gotta be a better way. | |
And I can’t remember why we were fighting | |
I can’t remember what made you mad | |
But I’m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you, for you. | |
Oh sweet forgiveness, sweet forgiveness | |
I can’t tell you how to fix it. | |
I can’t tell you when I gave up. | |
But I’m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you. |
We' re losing faith in one another | |
I' m losing hope for better days | |
You wanna know how to fix it seven years a little late | |
You can' t measure sadness by your sorrow | |
You' re counting drops of heavy rain | |
Forever crawling out from under all the rubble, all the pain | |
I can' t remember why we were fighting | |
I can' t remember what made you mad | |
But I' m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you, for you | |
Dressing up on Sunday morning | |
Every other one' s the same | |
We sing divided hallelujah. There' s gotta be a better way. | |
And I can' t remember why we were fighting | |
I can' t remember what made you mad | |
But I' m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you, for you. | |
Oh sweet forgiveness, sweet forgiveness | |
I can' t tell you how to fix it. | |
I can' t tell you when I gave up. | |
But I' m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you. |
We' re losing faith in one another | |
I' m losing hope for better days | |
You wanna know how to fix it seven years a little late | |
You can' t measure sadness by your sorrow | |
You' re counting drops of heavy rain | |
Forever crawling out from under all the rubble, all the pain | |
I can' t remember why we were fighting | |
I can' t remember what made you mad | |
But I' m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you, for you | |
Dressing up on Sunday morning | |
Every other one' s the same | |
We sing divided hallelujah. There' s gotta be a better way. | |
And I can' t remember why we were fighting | |
I can' t remember what made you mad | |
But I' m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you, for you. | |
Oh sweet forgiveness, sweet forgiveness | |
I can' t tell you how to fix it. | |
I can' t tell you when I gave up. | |
But I' m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you. |