Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sunday Drive, artist - Brett Eldredge. Album song Sunday Drive, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 09.07.2020
Record label: Warner Music Nashville
Song language: English
Sunday Drive |
They didn’t ever say where we going |
We just climbed into the backseat |
Eyes wide open to the picture show outside |
I guess we really didn’t understand at all |
I remember looking up at them in the front row |
Hands touched together almost out of sight |
It’s been a long hard week but now the slow release |
Of a Sunday afternoon |
And we were only young but they were trying hard to reach us |
How was I to know that there was something so worth keepin'? |
Cause we were watching the world through an open window |
Trees lined up like dominos |
This old car could find its own way home |
It’s the ordinary things that mean so much |
And that’s where I learned it all from them |
To fight, to love, to laugh again |
Man, I thought that we were only wasting time |
Out on a Sunday drive |
The sun warms your soul just like an old friend |
Singing songs along that ribbon of a road |
And everyone you love is sitting there so close |
You’re never thinking that you’d ever get old |
No you’ll never get old |
Just watching the world through an open window |
Trees lined up like dominos |
This old car could find its own way home |
It’s the ordinary things that mean so much |
And that’s where I learned it all from them |
To fight, to love, to laugh again |
And man I thought that we were only wasting time |
Out on a Sunday drive |
I never said where we were going |
I just helped them to the backseat |
Dad laughed and said «Son don’t drive too far |
Your momma gets pretty tired these days» |
After a few miles I guess they recognized some places |
And I listened as they reminisced |
‘Bout a world that they had always known and how it’s changin' |
Probably never gonna be the same again |
I caught ‘em in the mirror |
They were holding hands and smiling |
Looking younger than they’d been in years |
Oh through all the years |
And they were watching the world through an open window |
Trees lined up like dominos |
This old car could find its own way home |
It’s the ordinary things that mean so much |
And that’s where I learned it all from them |
To fight, to love, to laugh again |
Man, I thought that we were only wasting time |
Out on a Sunday drive |
Out on a Sunday drive |
Out on a Sunday drive |
Out on a Sunday drive |