Lyrics My Perfect Sunday - Winterbourne

My Perfect Sunday

I wanna be like Adam
He’s the king of the rain
But he rain away with the circus
He’s never been the same
I want to be the light in my own head
Don’t listen to the childish things I’ve said
I’ve said
Call me crazy, call me a liar
Call me whatever you like
I’m not lazy, I’m just tired
I try, try
And on the screen, I see Simon
And so comes the frost
And on my perfect Sunday
The ones I love the most
And even if I fall asleep on my vacation
We’ll tell her that is all I need for my education
Call me crazy, call me a liar
Call me whatever you like
I’m not lazy I’m just tired
I try, try
I want to be like Ellen
Back in '99
Sipping on my cocktail
Rolling up to shine
(Some weird sounds)
Call me crazy, call me a liar
Call me whatever you like
I’m not lazy, I’m just tired
I try, try
Call me whatever you like
Call me whatever you like