Sunday Morning
ILLIT
Sunday Morning
Sorry, who’s to blame
For missing you this much?
Alright, if it’s this bad
I’ll just disappear, no doubt.
Sunday morning, I love you more than anyone else
I’ll push past the sadness (push past the sadness)
Sunday morning, I’ll hold you tighter than anyone
Falling into this sweet love (falling into this sweet love)
RG? I only want you
To be right here by my side
One, two, three, look this way
A-B-C-D, I’m getting drunk on you
I’m so in love I’m losing it, one, two, three, four
Yeah
Sunday morning, I love you more than anyone else
I’ll push past the sadness (push past the sadness)
Sunday morning, I’ll hold you tighter than anyone
Falling into this sweet love (falling into this sweet love)
I know I’m rambling, but I’m in love with you
I’m getting all mushy, living with this sin
Even in centuries to come, I swear
I’ll steal your heart and save the world
I don’t even have time to be sick
With you, I’m living the dream, not giving in to reality
Going with the wind, falling into this sweet love.