Sunday Morning (The Voice Performance)

Sunday morning, rain is falling Steal some covers, share some skin Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable You twist to fit the mold that I am in But things just get so crazy, living live gets hard to do And I would gladly hit the road, get up and go if I knew That someday it would lead me back to you That someday it would lead me back to you That may be all I need In darkness, she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning And I never want to leave Fingers trace your every outline Paint a picture with my hands Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm Change the weather, still together when it ends That may be all I need In darkness, she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow on Sunday morning And I never want to leave oh oh oh oh oh oh She is all, all I need Darlyn she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow a Sunday morning I never want to leave She is all I need Darlin she is all I see Come and rest your bones with me Driving slow a Sunday morning I never want to leave Driving slow a Sunday morning I never want to leave