Sunday Song

I don't wanna go anymore

I just wanna lie here and talk

I don't even know anyone

Maybe we could go back to yours

All the things you try hard to forget

Watching you watch clouds over our heads

Can't you see all that I see in you?

All I see in you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

Feel like my heart's made up of rooms

On each wall, a portrait of you

I don't even know if I'm in view

But I could leave the light on for you

All the things you wish you hadn't said

Sick of waiting for something heaven sent

Can't you see all that I see in you?

All I see in you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you

The way you look at me, the way I look at you...