The Luke Branch - Branches

Sunday Night

It's sunday night
And i'm trying to pack your things
But you don't mind

You just left me inside
And closed your door
You said you'll never ever ever answer my calls

Now I'm broken
And every part of me is in these boxes

And maybe I
I'm dancing our songs
And maybe I
I'm waiting here alone
For you to come home

For you to come home

It's in my mind
And I'm tryin' to forget your signs
But I can't lie

You just left me inside
And closed your door
You said you'll never ever ever call my name

Now I'm broken
And every part of me is in these boxes

And maybe I
I'm dancing our songs
And maybe I
I'm waiting here alone
For you to come home

Oh baby
Cooooome
Home
Oh baby
Cooooome
Home

'Cause I'm waiting here alone
Baby I'm waiting here alone
Oh I'm waiting here alone
For you to come home
Tonight

(Nothing's been the same since you've been gone...)

And maybe I
I'm dancing our songs
And maybe I
I'm waiting here alone
For you to come home

Credits
Writer(s): Raphael Alves
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