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