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Sunday Morning your face in
The golden sunlight pouring through
My window
Gentle hands and parted lips
I watch you dream behind your eyes
In your own world
I wanna dance across your skin
The way the shadows do
I wanna breathe all of you in
The lenses I see through
Might be rose tinted
But baby your souls the difference
Cos I can see gold in it
Black birds learned to sing from you
The melody in all you do
It heals me
My glass was empty then you came and filled it up
With fine champagne
I wanna dance upon your skin
The way your freckles do
I wanna fall into your sin
The lenses I see through
Might be rose tinted
But baby your souls the difference
Cos i can see gold in it
Mmmmmm
I wanna dance across your skin
The way the shadows do
I wanna breathe all of you in
The lenses I see through
Might be rose tinted
But baby your souls the difference
Cos I can see gold in it
Sunday Morning your face in
The golden sunlight pouring through
My window
WRITERS
JACK KANE, LUCY KANE, SEBASTIEN WADIN
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Sentric Music, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., SENTRIC MUSIC
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