Sunday - Jesse Mac Cormack

I’d love to see you cry on a Sunday afternoon

A message from the sky announcing the full moon

Maybe just to know that I am not the only one

On the run

I’d break you down to pieces, study every inch of you

I’d draw the stars down on a map to show me what to do

Oh, baby, just to know that I don’t love you more than you do

Looking for you all night

Thinking about you all day

And I know there ain’t no other way