Sunday Morning Songtext
von The Rankin Family
Sunday Morning Songtext
He walked on the water
I walked on the ground
He rose up to heaven
And I′m still coming down
And it's a long way, a long way, a long way
From Saturday night
It′s comin Sunday morning
And I'm a long way from feelin alright
In the cold light of morning
In the cold light of day
In the cold light I'm freezing
I got nothing left to say
And it′s a long way, a long way, a long way
From Saturday night
It′s comin Sunday morning
And I'm a long way from feelin alright
I′m so far away from wherever I am
I'm so far away from wherever I am
(Fiddle reel)
I′m so far away from wherever I am
I'm so far away from wherever I am
I woke up Sunday morning
Saw a shining silver spark rise up
Above the highest tree
That crossed Rosita Park
And it′s a long way, a long way, a long way
From Saturday night
It's comin Sunday morning
And I'm a long way from feelin alright
And it′s a long way, a long way, a long way
From Saturday night
It′s comin Sunday morning
And I'm a long way from feelin alright
It′s comin Sunday and I'm feelin alright
I walked on the ground
He rose up to heaven
And I′m still coming down
And it's a long way, a long way, a long way
From Saturday night
It′s comin Sunday morning
And I'm a long way from feelin alright
In the cold light of morning
In the cold light of day
In the cold light I'm freezing
I got nothing left to say
And it′s a long way, a long way, a long way
From Saturday night
It′s comin Sunday morning
And I'm a long way from feelin alright
I′m so far away from wherever I am
I'm so far away from wherever I am
(Fiddle reel)
I′m so far away from wherever I am
I'm so far away from wherever I am
I woke up Sunday morning
Saw a shining silver spark rise up
Above the highest tree
That crossed Rosita Park
And it′s a long way, a long way, a long way
From Saturday night
It's comin Sunday morning
And I'm a long way from feelin alright
And it′s a long way, a long way, a long way
From Saturday night
It′s comin Sunday morning
And I'm a long way from feelin alright
It′s comin Sunday and I'm feelin alright
Writer(s): Lou Reed, John Davies Cale, David Lang Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com