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[Intro]
(Single Strum)
[Verse 1]
In the morning, I sat up and enjoyed the view
I took in every noise
Watched the world spin, enjoyed all the little things
That used to annoy me
[Pre-Chorus]
Is this all for nothing?
Will it fill the void?
Grab the paper, read about a way to cure
Anything that hurts
[Chorus]
When it feels like Sunday morning
When it feels so slow
When it feels like Sunday morning
I belong to her
N.C.
[Verse 2]
In the morning, I sat up and enjoyed the view
In the morning, I sat up and enjoyed the view
[Pre-Chorus]
Is this all for nothing?
Will it fill the void?
Grab the paper, read about a way to cure
Anything that hurts
[Chorus]
When it feels like Sunday morning
When it feels so slow
When it feels like Sunday morning
I belong to her
[Outro]