Sunday Morning - Bossa Nova Mix

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 lead me back to you
That someday it would lead 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 (yeah)
Paint a picture with my hands (ooh)
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
(Yeah, yeah, ooh-ooh, oh)



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Noah Levine, Michael Allen Madden, James B. Valentine, Ryan Michael Dusick, Jesse Royal Carmichael
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