Текст песни: Maroon 5 - Sunday Morning



Sunday morning rain is falling

Steal some covers share some skin

Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable

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 bring me back to you

That someday it would bring me back to you



That may be all I need

In darkness 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

Paint 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 darkness 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

Find a way to bring myself home to you



And you may not know

That may be all I need

In darkness she is all I see

Come and rest your bones with me

Driving slow?

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Sunday morning rain is falling

Steal some covers share some skin

Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable

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 bring me back to you

That someday it would bring me back to you



That may be all I need

In darkness 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

Paint 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 darkness 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

Find a way to bring myself home to you



And you may not know

That may be all I need

In darkness she is all I see

Come and rest your bones with me

Driving slow?

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