Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sunday , by - Pinegrove. Song from the album Everything So Far, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 14.10.2015
Record label: Run For Cover
Song language: English
Sunday |
| I woke up it was Saturday |
| Grey in the sky |
| There’s nothing more to say on that |
| I got up got out of my bed |
| Stretched my arms wide |
| It’s time to let this fall from me |
| It’s time to let it fall |
| I move through & just as soon |
| My clothes are catching on |
| (My eyes closed, lost in my room.) |
| I move through & just assume |
| My clothes are catching on thorns |
| But I’m bringing them with me |
| Bringing them with me |
| Call me on Sunday |
| Call me! |
| Call me! |
| Call me on Sunday |
| I move through & just as soon |
| My clothes are catching on |
| I’ll come through, I always do |
| When I’m moving I just assume |
| My clothes are catching on thorns |
| But I’m bringing them with me |
| Bringing them with me |
| I never kept good touch |
| But it’s alright, you never expected much |