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