SUNDAY MORNING
Sunday morning rain is falling, steal some covers, share some skin. Clouds are shrouding us in the moments unforgettable. You twist to fit the mold that I'm in, but things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do. And I would gladly hit the road, get up and go if I knew that someday it would lead me back to you. Maroon 5
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