Easter Sunday

Sky is bright blue
Painted with two dimensional squares
That chase your every move from
Yesterday
Yesterday's tomorrow
Tomorrow's tomorrow's today
Shapes can change you
Mold your body like it's clay
It hurts your soul but something's saying
Waters and showers in April
Sunshine and flowers in May

I bet you're wondering
What I'm up to
Well I'm licking candy off my fingers
Hoping it goes but it lingers
I bet you're wondering
Early mornings
Well surprise, I'm always early
I'd rather be dead but at least I'm there

You bet me I'm working hard
You bet me I'm working, but nah it's
Easter
Easter

Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday

Sun-lit post room
Checking letters, boxes, and mail
Send me something
Heartfelt
Tell me what you got on your belt
Tell me about your day

I bet you're wondering
How I'm growing
Well I'm learning my lessons the hard way
Nine hours a day no hearsay
I bet you're wondering
Late at night
Well good luck, 'cause I ain't sleeping
I'll dream during the day but for now I'll live

You bet me I'm holding up
You bet me I'm holding, but nah it's
Easter
Easter

Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday

In all respects it's the remedy that's so hard to learn
Since it's hard to hide such doubts and jealousies
Words are simple
But words are harder to learn
When you're not allowed to say them

Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday
Easter Sunday



Credits
Writer(s): Amanda Wedel
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