Sunday Songtext

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Heavy night it was a heavy night
Feels like we've come back from the dead
Heavy night, it was a heavy night
I cannot remember what I said to anyone
If we get up now we can catch the afternoon
Watch the under 15's playing football in the park
Let's sit in St. Leonard's in this alcoholic day
We're doing the best with what we've got

I love you in the morning
When you're still hung over
I love you in the morning
When you're still strung out
I love you in the morning

I would cry all week and so do you
We discern to let off some steam
Less orthodox creeping
We need to rage through this life
There might be ones who are smarter than you
That have the right answers, that wear better shoes
Forget about those melting ice caps
We're doing the best with what we've got

I love you in the morning
When you're still hung over
I love you in the morning
When you're still strung out
I love you in the morning

When I'm with you, I'm calm
A pearl in your oyster
Head on my chest, a silent smile
A private kind of happiness
You see, giant proclamations
Are all very well
But our love is louder than words

I love you in the morning