Sunday Morning Song

It’s not that bad
We could have died
Chalk it up to being young
Prove it was me
On a morning drive
A blurred headlight
From the corner of my eye
If only you were here right now
You’d tell me
Wouldn’t it be something
If everything changed
Wouldn’t it be something in your way
Wouldn’t be more than
Living in your wake
If you and I would ever cease to be
You summer dress
A late downpour
And how it caught us on the stairs
That silent song you sing to me
Keeps sayin'
Wouldn’t it be something
If everything changed
Wouldn’t it be something in your way
Wouldn’t it be more than
Living in your wake
If you and I would ever cease to be
We bend. I break
You fall, we scrape
I blame it all on being older now
I’m still singin'
Wouldn’t it be something
If everything changed
Wouldn’t it be something in your way
Wouldn’t it be more than
Living in your wake
If you and I would ever
Yeah…
If you and I would ever cease to be