Tekst Utworu

Lord it's been a while since I've prayed And I'm hoping that I'm not too late See we fought and she left, I called and I text But she won't answer me, so I'm down on my knees I know how you feel about working on Sunday But I need a miracle in a bad way And I don't think I can wait I don't think I can make it till Monday I know how you feel about working on Sunday But I might've broke an angel's heart Lord and I don't know even where to start You walked on water and Red Sea parted And surely heaven knows, I need a miracle like one of those I know how you feel about working on Sunday But I need a miracle in a bad way And I don't think I can wait I don't think I can make it till Monday I know how you feel about working on Sunday You made this world and I'm losing mine God I know this is your day but I'm running out of time How do you feel about working this Sunday Lord I need one of your miracles in a bad way And I know I can't wait Yes I know I can't make it till Monday How do you feel about working just this one lone Sunday? I know how you feel about working on Sunday Lord I need one of your miracles How do you feel about working just this Sunday?
Writer(s): Gary Levox, Wendell Mobley, Tony Martin, Barry Poole Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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