Maroon 5
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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

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 the weather still together when it ends

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

But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning, rain is falling and I'm calling out to you
Singing someday it'll bring me back to you
Find a way to bring myself back home to you

And you may not know
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Oh, come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow, driving slow (all I need, all I see)
oh yeah yeah oh yeah yeah oh yeah yeah (bones with me)
I'm a flower in your hair
yeah yeah, yeah yeah


Mirror lyrics:

yeah yeah, yeah yeah
I'm a flower in your hair
oh yeah yeah oh yeah yeah oh yeah yeah (bones with me)
Driving slow, driving slow (all I need, all I see)
Oh, come and rest your bones with me
In darkness she is all I see
That may be all I need
And you may not know

Find a way to bring myself back home to you
Singing someday it'll bring me back to you
Sunday morning, rain is falling and I'm calling out to you
But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do

And I never want to leave
Driving slow on Sunday morning
Come and rest your bones with me
In darkness she is all I see
That may be all I need

Change the weather still together when it ends
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Paint a picture with my hands
Fingers trace your every outline

And I never want to leave
Driving slow on Sunday morning
Come and rest your bones with me
In darkness, she is all I see
That may be all I need

That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you
And I would gladly hit the road, get up and go if I knew
Living life gets hard to do
But things just get so crazy
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
Steal some covers, share some skin
Sunday morning, rain is falling


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