Parmalee - Sunday Morning Lyrics
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Sunday Morning
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What Are The Lyrics For Sunday Morning By Parmalee?
City lights blurring lines, feels like the world's on fire
Chasing minutes in the back of this cab, counting every single mile I ain't thinking 'bout tomorrow, I ain't thinking 'bout days gone by I'm just thinking 'bout, getting to wherever you are tonight 'Cause when I get lonely You don't have to get on my mind 'Cause you're already on it And you touch me just in time Making it all feel alright Slowing it all down just right When I'm lost on a Saturday night Baby you save me just like Sunday morning Sunday morning I feel the sun on my face coming through trying to wake us up With your arms around me I ain't thinking about what it is, or what it was I just feel the peace all around like there's barely a sound, out on the street Like a church choir, hallelujah, raining down on me 'Cause when I get lonely You don't have to get on my mind 'Cause you're already on it And you touch me just in time Making it all feel alright Slowing it all down just right When I'm lost on a Saturday night Baby you save me just like Sunday morning Sunday morning Oh, ain't nothing like the way you bring the crazy down Oh, girl you got me feeling dizzy right now 'Cause when I get lonely You don't have to get on my mind 'Cause you're already on it And you touch me just in time Making it all feel alright Slowing it all down just right When I'm lost on a Saturday night Baby you save me just like Sunday morning Sunday morning |
Who Wrote Sunday Morning By Parmalee?
Ross Copperman, Matt Thomas, Josh Osborne
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What's The Duration Of The Sunday Morning By Parmalee?The duration of Sunday Morning is 2:51 minutes and seconds. |
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