Sunday's in Bed

Waking next to you
On a Sunday morning
Still in your arms
Where I fell asleep
The only place
I experience peace
Since the storm began

When I first ran
You lived down the street
It's funny how stormy
One place can be
Like poison in the air
That turned into cancer
And took our parents
The rain comes pouring down
And pouring out
My body's taken
Shaking in your arms
On a thursday night
When the whiskey's robbed me
Of my reason

You say, "It's not your fault
You did nothing wrong"
I did nothing wrong

Falling fast asleep
To my wild dreams
I'm tired of running in them
But I will run to you
Sing to me
Until I find peace
And let go of the
Damage that walled me in
Falling
Falling in love with you

It's a little bit tricky
When you put it that way
I am the only one I have to face
Maybe I like living
Without any grace
No heaven to fall from
No outstretched arms to chase