Sunday Morning - Live
Barely the morning I race the sun to your door Those tired eyes
trying to find mine Makes me feel fine You know how I can be But I
know you're in it with me I could just apologize for opening your
eyes But it'd only be a lie I could be on a boat in the caribbean sea
I could be anywhere that you've seen on Tv I could live in
my life like I'm in a movie I could do anything But I'd...
I'd I'd rather be with you Way too early On a sunday morning A whole
day to waste away Lay your head on my chest Our clock is not turning
On this sunday morning Tá com voz de sono Foi mal se te acordei
Desliga e volte a dormir Depois me ligue aqui Poderia estar agora num
espaço em um módulo lunar Ó, qu
e chato E se eu tivesse agora velejando num barquinho no Caribe Deus
me livre Poderia estar agora num hotel mil estrelas em Dubai Mas eu,
eu, eu prefiro estar aqui Te perturbando domingo de manhã É que eu
prefiro ouvir Sua voz de sono domingo de manhã I'd rather be with you
Way too early On a sunday morning A whole day to waste away Lay
your head on my chest Our clock is not turning On this sunday morning
trying to find mine Makes me feel fine You know how I can be But I
know you're in it with me I could just apologize for opening your
eyes But it'd only be a lie I could be on a boat in the caribbean sea
I could be anywhere that you've seen on Tv I could live in
my life like I'm in a movie I could do anything But I'd...
I'd I'd rather be with you Way too early On a sunday morning A whole
day to waste away Lay your head on my chest Our clock is not turning
On this sunday morning Tá com voz de sono Foi mal se te acordei
Desliga e volte a dormir Depois me ligue aqui Poderia estar agora num
espaço em um módulo lunar Ó, qu
e chato E se eu tivesse agora velejando num barquinho no Caribe Deus
me livre Poderia estar agora num hotel mil estrelas em Dubai Mas eu,
eu, eu prefiro estar aqui Te perturbando domingo de manhã É que eu
prefiro ouvir Sua voz de sono domingo de manhã I'd rather be with you
Way too early On a sunday morning A whole day to waste away Lay
your head on my chest Our clock is not turning On this sunday morning
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Harold Sparrow, Christopher F Murray
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