Sunday morning rain is falling steal some covers share some skin clouds are shrouding us in moments un forgettable you twist to fit the mold that i am in but things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do and i would gladly hit the road get up and go if i knew that someday it would lead me back to you that someday it would lead me back to. That may be all i need in drakness she is all i see come and rest your bones with me driving slow on Sunday morning and i never want to leave. Fingers trace your every outline pait a picture with my hands back and forth we sway like branches in a storm change the weather still together when it ends. That may be all i need in drakness she is all i see come and rest your bones with me driving slow on Sunday morning and i never want to leave. But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do Sunday morning rain is falling and i’m calling out to you singing someday it’ll bring me back to you. And you may not know that may de all i need in drakness she is all i see come and rest your bones with me driving slow on Sunday morning and i never want to leave.