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1. Sunday morning rain is falling
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Steal some covers share some skin
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Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
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You twist to fit the mold that I am in
2. 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 some day it would lead me back to you
That some day it would lead me back to you
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R: That may be all I need
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In darkness she is all I see
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Come and rest your bones with me
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Driving slow on Sunday Morning and I never want to leave
3. Fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Change of weather, still together when it end
R: That may be...
