Lyrics
Driving slow on sunday morning, that may be all i need Maroon, that may be all i need
May not know, steal some covers share some skin
I m a flower in your hair, that may be all i need Maroon, i m a flower in your hair
Steal some covers share some skin, driving slow on sunday morning
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable, driving slow on sunday morning Morning, sunday morning rain is falling
In darkness she is all i see, in darkness she is all i see, you twist to fit the mold that i am in
paint a picture with my hands
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable, paint a picture with my hands Sunday, come and rest your bones with me
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable, change the weather still together when it ends
That someday it would lead me back to you, that someday it would lead me back to you, but things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
and i never want to leave
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable, in darkness she is all i see Sunday, but things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
And i never want to leave, in darkness she is all i see
You twist to fit the mold that i am in, may not know
but things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
that someday it would lead me back to you
Driving slow, sunday morning rain is falling and i m calling out to you
driving slow on sunday morning
And i would gladly hit the road get up and go if i knew, and i would gladly hit the road get up and go if i knew
clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
Fingers trace your every outline, driving slow on sunday morning, you twist to fit the mold that i am in
Driving slow on sunday morning, i m a flower in your hair
And i would gladly hit the road get up and go if i knew, that may be all i need Maroon, you twist to fit the mold that i am in
that may be all i need
And i never want to leave, find a way to bring myself back home to you
Driving slow on sunday morning, driving slow on sunday morning Sunday, that may be all i need
Find a way to bring myself back home to you, driving slow on sunday morning
Singing someday it ll bring me back to you, driving slow on sunday morning
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do, driving slow Maroon, driving slow on sunday morning
driving slow on sunday morning
I m a flower in your hair, paint a picture with my hands Morning, driving slow
driving slow
You twist to fit the mold that i am in, that someday it would lead me back to you
And i never want to leave, singing someday it ll bring me back to you
In darkness she is all i see, driving slow on sunday morning, and i never want to leave
Singing someday it ll bring me back to you, i m a flower in your hair, in darkness she is all i see
And i never want to leave, come and rest your bones with me, change the weather still together when it ends
Come and rest your bones with me, you twist to fit the mold that i am in, and i would gladly hit the road get up and go if i knew
there is a flower in your hair
Driving slow, sunday morning rain is falling
i m a flower in your hair
and i never want to leave
in darkness she is all i see
steal some covers share some skin
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm, but things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
come and rest your bones with me
come and rest your bones with me
Sunday morning rain is falling and i m calling out to you, but things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do, sunday morning rain is falling
There is a flower in your hair, driving slow on sunday morning
And i would gladly hit the road get up and go if i knew, paint a picture with my hands Maroon, paint a picture with my hands
There is a flower in your hair, sunday morning rain is falling and i m calling out to you Sunday, that may be all i need
And i never want to leave, and i would gladly hit the road get up and go if i knew
that someday it would lead me back to you
there is a flower in your hair
but things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
In darkness she is all i see, but things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do, driving slow
Paint a picture with my hands, come and rest your bones with me
That someday it would lead me back to you, driving slow on sunday morning, sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers share some skin, steal some covers share some skin
sunday morning rain is falling
