Waste all my time
Could I believe you never know
Your presence sublime, oh oh
I know I need your ever more, oh oh

But on a sunday morning sun
Well I don't, I don't believe in your lovin'
When all things sort of fall inside
Then I don't, I don't believe in all your lovin'

Breathe it all in love some mind
Set it off your fiber fall
Leaves an hole in rough your mind

We saw the line
And took the term to make it fall
But left it behind, oh oh
I know you need it all

But on a sunday morning sun
Solo sunrise

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Writer(s): NICHOLAS JAMES MURPHY