Sunday Morning (Live/Acoustic Version)

Sunday Morning (Live/Acoustic Version) - K-OS

Composed by：K. Brereton/Sebastien Grainger

It's the same thing back in the cold

People know people come and go

It bores me same thing

Seems like I'm trapped in the world

Where the servants they serve time

Time waits on no man so when people fall like me

I hee-hee-ouhhh

Everyday is Saturday night

But I can't wait for Sunday morning Sunday morning

Everyday is Saturday night

But I can't wait for Sunday morning Sunday morning

Walking down blocks pictures don't stop

Pictures inside my dome

This is not me I'm just afraid to be here all alone

Hurry up wait quit it don't stop

I'm drowning in the self

This is not me where is my revolution

But if you want to own me I am not concerned

If you follow me I know that I can learn

You might be the greatest thing I've ever seen

All I know is music all all I've ever known

Everyday is Saturday night

But I can't wait for Sunday morning Sunday morning

Everyday is Saturday night

But I can't wait for Sunday morning Sunday morning

Saturday I weak up

Saturday I weak up

Saturday I weak up