Sunday Morning
Sunday morning, rain is falling
Steal some covers, share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
And I would gladly hit the road, get up and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you
That maybe all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
Fingers trace your every outline
Paint your picture with my hands
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Change the weather, still together when it ends
That maybe all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
And I never want to leave
But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning, rain is falling and I´m calling out to you
Singing someday it´ll bring me back to you
Find a way to bring myself back home to you
And you may not know
That may be all I need
In darkness she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday morning
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| Lettera (Renato russo)
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| Can´t Help Falling In Love (Elvis Presley, Hugo Peretti, Luigi Creatore, George David Weiss)
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| Custe o que custar (Roberto Carlos)
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| Hino da independência do Brasil (Dom Pedro I)
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| Coming around again (Carly Simon)
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| Águas de março (Tom Jobim)
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| Azul da cor do mar (Tim Maia)
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| How do you do (Roxette)
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| I Venti Del Cuore (Renato russo)
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| Rindo à toa (Fala Mansa)
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| Juventude transviada (Luiz Melodia)
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| Alvorada voraz (RPM)
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| A vida é festa (Netinho)
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| Firmamento (Cidade Negra)
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| A luz dos olhos teus (Vinicius de Moraes, Miúcha, Tom Jobim)
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| Lindo Balão Azul (Guilherme Arantes)
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| Essência de Deus (João Alexandre)
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| Gente (Renato russo)
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| Anos Dourados (Tom Jobim, Chico Buarque)
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| Bella Ciao (Origem popular, The Red Army Choir, Bassoti, Manu Pilas, Giovanna Daffini, Yves Montand)
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