Sunday Morning
This is a song about those times when everything is good within you - and between yourself and your partner; you are exactly where you want to be - and who you want to be with.
Words and music by Jim Byrne
The door is open
and the sun is shining through
Time to have
another coffee with you, darling
You lean over
smile upon your face
I raise my hand
gently brush across your face
Sunday morning and the pace is slow
Sunday morning got nowhere to go
Well you could be my resurrection
Oh no
Don't be expecting my defection
but I'm gonna take it slow
Well I can feel the heat of the sunshine
on my back
You have raised my expectations
I think I'm on the way back
Sunday morning and the pace is slow
Sunday morning got nowhere to go
No need to rush
no need to push
just take the time
take the time to care
Love takes its own path
love has its own world
just let the weekend
take you there
Just give yourself over
feel at peace
with how you are
and who you are with
Love takes its own path
love has its own world
just let the weekend
take you there
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