Sunday Morning

[Intro] Dm  G  C
        Dm  G  C

[Primeira Parte]

Dm         G               C
   Sunday morning rain is falling
Dm             G                  C
   Steal some covers share some skin
Dm               G             C
   Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
      Dm              G             C
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
      Dm                 G
But things just get so crazy
        C
Living life gets hard to do
              Dm            G
And I would gladly hit the road get up and
 C
Go if I knew
      Dm                G               C
That some day it would lead me back to you
      Dm                G               C
That some day it would lead me back to you

[Refrão]

           Dm  G  C
That maybe all I need in darkness she is
Dm  G  C
All I see
                    Dm    G    C
Come and rest your bones with me
                        Dm             G
Driving slow on Sunday morning and I never
        C
Want to leave

[Segunda Parte]

Dm           G                  C
   Fingers trace your every outline
Dm       G                  C
   Paint a picture with my hands
Dm           G                   C
   Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
           Dm               G
Change of weather, still together when it
C
Ends

[Refrão]

           Dm  G  C
That maybe all I need in darkness she is
Dm  G  C
All I see
                    Dm    G    C
Come and rest your bones with me
                        Dm         G
Driving slow on Sunday morning and I never
      C
Want to leave

[Terceira Parte]

      Dm                 G
But things just get so crazy
        C
Living life gets hard to do
              Dm            G
And I would gladly hit the road get up and
 C
Go if I knew
      Dm                G               C
That some day it would lead me back to you
      Dm                G               C
That some day it would lead me back to you

[Refrão]

           Dm  G  C
That maybe all I need in darkness she is
Dm  G  C
All I see
                    Dm    G    C
Come and rest your bones with me

Driving slow on Sunday morning