Margo Guryan - Take A Picture And More Song (2009) by Margo Guryan (보컬) on maniadb.com

Sunday morning
Sun shining on your eyes
Sleepy face
Smiling into mine
Sunday morning
Lots of time with nothing to do
Lots of time to spend with you
On Sunday morning

It's so quiet in the street
We can hear the sounds of feet walking by
I'll put coffee on to brew
We can have a cup or two
And do
What other people do
On Sunday morning

Sunday morning Sunday morning
Sunday Sunday I love Sunday
Sunday morning

Come hold me in your arms
I love you
Everything is all right
Sunday morning
Lots of time
Lots of time
On Sunday morning

I heard
Pretty love songs
Coming from an open window
Today

I stopped
To listen to the love songs
And I had to cry
Why didn't I
Just walk away

I knew
All the love songs
Once upon a time he sang them
To me

Today
I was crying in the sunshine
When someone said,
"Is something wrong?"
And I said no
It's just a song
And I can't tell you why

Pretty love songs always make me cry

I was thinking
Of leaving
There was no one around here
I wanted to know

Then I saw someone
Who
Happened
To remind me of
Being in the womb a long time ago

I know
And you know
That we never met before tonight
Why, then, should I feel so right
About being in your arms?

You've been good to me now
And I don't want to go
Your lips are warm and familiar
And you feel like someone i know

(2x):
The British government
The British government
The British government
Has learned

That Sadaam
Sadam Hussein
Recently sought
Significant quantities
Of uranium
Of Uranium
Uranium
From Africa

Sunday morning
Sun shining on your eyes
Sleepy face
Smiling into mine
Sunday morning
Lots of time with nothing to do
Lots of time to spend with you
On Sunday morning

It's so quiet in the street
We can hear the sounds of feet walking by
I'll put coffee on to brew
We can have a cup or two
And do
What other people do
On Sunday morning

Sunday morning Sunday morning
Sunday Sunday I love Sunday
Sunday morning

Come hold me in your arms
I love you
Everything is all right
Sunday morning
Lots of time
Lots of time
On Sunday morning

I heard
Pretty love songs
Coming from an open window
Today

I stopped
To listen to the love songs
And I had to cry
Why didn't I
Just walk away

I knew
All the love songs
Once upon a time he sang them
To me

Today
I was crying in the sunshine
When someone said,
"Is something wrong?"
And I said no
It's just a song
And I can't tell you why

Pretty love songs always make me cry

Melon-rising California sun
Drifting in a day not yet begun
Six o'clock and peaceful and serene
Floating in a Technicolor scene

Something nearly peaceful in the sound
Rising from the San Andreas ground
Overground, it starts to feel strange
Underground, it starts to rearrange

You'd better get up
And run for a doorway

No time for thinking
Your life is at stake
Everyone's doing the California Shake
California Shake

Non believing, everybody waits
Shifting on the continental plates
Thunder far below the ocean floor
Damned impartial sub-terrestrial war

Wond'ring if you're going to survive
God, it feels like eight point four or five
Fifteen seconds holding your breath
Living through a microscopic death

You'd better hold on
The worst isn't over

No time for thinking
Your life is at stake
Everyone's doing the California Shake
California Shake