Sunday - Forrest., Biskwiq

It’s coming, coming, coming

Coming, coming, coming

Coming, coming, coming

Coming, coming, coming

I know you been in a hurry

Don’t forget this is a journey

Close them eyes and don’t you worry

Sunday is coming

Voices got you messed up

They don’t want you with your chest up

Close them eyes and don’t you worry

Sunday is calling

It’s coming, coming, coming

Coming, coming, coming

Coming, coming, coming

Coming, coming, coming

I know you been looking lowly

They all left you feeling lonely

Close them eyes and don’t you worry

Sunday is coming

A mind that always stresses

Can forget about your messes

Close them eyes and don’t you worry

Sunday is calling

It’s coming, coming, coming

Coming, coming, coming

Coming, coming, coming

Coming, coming, coming

But I’m in

It’s coming, coming, coming

Coming, coming, coming

Coming, coming, coming

Coming, coming, coming