Sunday Morning Songtext
von The Color
Sunday Morning Songtext
Sunday morning came a little faster
And I can feel it now, I guess I have to
Overcome last night′s disaster
And I know, that you know
Can you see that this is all wrong?
Why are we pretending?
Fake it right when it's gone wrong
Now it′s all wrong
Out the door, here come the actors
How could they see it now, what were the chances
They never fail, same spot, at ten after
You knew, oh you knew
Can you see that this is all wrong?
Why are we pretending?
Fake it right when it's gone wrong
Now it's all wrong
Can you see that this is all wrong?
Why are we pretending?
Fake it right when it′s gone wrong
Now it′s all wrong
Once I know your dead
You'll find me fighting for you
And if we′d said
We'd see you fighting too
Once I know your dead
You′ll find me fighting for you
And if we'd said
We′d see you fighting too
Can you see that this is all wrong?
Why are we pretending?
Fake it right when it's gone wrong
Now it's all wrong
Can you see that this is all wrong?
Why are we pretending?
Fake it right when it′s gone wrong
Now it′s all wrong
Sunday morning came a little faster
And I can feel it now
And I can feel it now, I guess I have to
Overcome last night′s disaster
And I know, that you know
Can you see that this is all wrong?
Why are we pretending?
Fake it right when it's gone wrong
Now it′s all wrong
Out the door, here come the actors
How could they see it now, what were the chances
They never fail, same spot, at ten after
You knew, oh you knew
Can you see that this is all wrong?
Why are we pretending?
Fake it right when it's gone wrong
Now it's all wrong
Can you see that this is all wrong?
Why are we pretending?
Fake it right when it′s gone wrong
Now it′s all wrong
Once I know your dead
You'll find me fighting for you
And if we′d said
We'd see you fighting too
Once I know your dead
You′ll find me fighting for you
And if we'd said
We′d see you fighting too
Can you see that this is all wrong?
Why are we pretending?
Fake it right when it's gone wrong
Now it's all wrong
Can you see that this is all wrong?
Why are we pretending?
Fake it right when it′s gone wrong
Now it′s all wrong
Sunday morning came a little faster
And I can feel it now
Writer(s): John Davies Cale, Lou A. Reed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com