Songtexte




They can try all they like to get me on the phone today
They can ring the bell or knock like hell
And I ain't answering anyway
I don't mean to make anybody wait
But we're here, all tucked away
Sleeping in on Sunday
Waking up at midday
I'll stay right here in your arms
As the afternoon nears
We still ain't gonna move, dear
And you know nothing can drag me away
They always say, "Seize the day"
Why can't they see that's what we've done?
Those early birds should have heard
That life's not a race just to be won
We've searched all around this town
But nothing can beat what we've found
Sleeping in on Sunday
Waking up at midday
I'll stay right here in your arms
As the afternoon nears
We still ain't gonna move, dear
And you know nothing can drag me away
From sleeping in on Sunday
Sleeping in on Sunday
When this old world starts to wear on me
I count down the days of the week
I close my eyes and I try to see
You right beside me, whispering quietly
"There ain't nothing we need"
Sleeping in on Sunday
Sleeping in on Sunday
Waking up at midday
I'll stay right here in your arms
As the afternoon nears
We still ain't gonna move, dear
And you know nothing can drag me away
Sleeping in on Sunday
Waking up at midday
I'll stay right here in your arms



Autor(en): Michael A. Daly Copyright: Caitlin Breanne Music



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