Alan Corbel - Waking Up on a Sunday Afternoon Lyrics

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Waking Up on a Sunday Afternoon

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What Are The Lyrics For Waking Up on a Sunday Afternoon By Alan Corbel?
Summer time is a poem, but you don't miss me at all
You fell alive once again, but you don't want me back home As heaven is so crowded I'd better build my own Like a season not yet started I'll be waiting alone When your garden gets floaded, you're so damn right to be worried As heaven is so crowded I'd better build my own Like a season not yet started I'll be waiting alone Tatoos and blood are dripping around, no ink could fit your skin or mine Can't stare at her she looks so terrified, you never know what crosses her mind What's going on well deep Inside her head, what's going on deep inside |
Who Wrote Waking Up on a Sunday Afternoon By Alan Corbel?
Alan Corbel
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