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
chORUS
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
Paint a picture with my hands
back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
change of weather still together when it ends