It was a hard old night in a busy town
I'm alive in my own bed
I woke up tired with my trainers on
A little demon in my head
The day outside seems beautiful
It's calling out my name
I may need to find a little piece of hope in last night's shame
Now it feels like a Sunday morning
When there's nothing left to lose.
The night before we drank until the light
And tomorrow is the Monday blues.
I think for now I will take my time
And as soon as my head feels right
I will clear my eyes, take a walk outside to find
The Sunday morning light.
The clock keeps moving through the afternoon
I couldn't leave my house too soon
And I'm thinking
Hair of the dog will keep me going strong and moving on.
Now it feels like a Sunday morning
When there's nothing left to lose.
The night before we drank until the light
And tomorrow is the Monday blues.
I think for now I will take my time
And as soon as my head feels right
I will clear my eyes, take a walk outside to find
The Sunday morning light.
The Sunday morning light.
The Sunday morning light.
I will take the long way home
And I dont know where I belong.
Demons in my head grow strong.
But now it feels like a Sunday morning
When there's nothing left to lose.
The night before we drank until the light
And tomorrow is the Monday blues.
I think for now I will take my time
And as soon as my head feels right
I will clear my eyes, take a walk outside to find
The Sunday morning light.
The Sunday morning light.
The Sunday morning light.
The Sunday morning light.
The Sunday morning light.
The Sunday morning light.