Letra de
Sunday Mornings

Don't let the sun go down on your anger.
The longest day in history still had to end.
Throw all of your worries to the big blue sky
?Cause you'll never miss the water
'Til the well runs dry.
Pre-Chorus
But I pay no attention to
The things that hide out past the moon
Or anything I can't directly view,
But you were the exception
That proved my rule.
Yeah, you were the exception
That proved my rule.
You've got so many mountains and no one to trust,
And you've got lonely Sunday mornings
And two inches of dust.
And you've got a lot of options
That you're stuck in between
And you've got some new tattoos,
But you're still not sure what they mean.
Pre-Chorus
So lay down in a bed
Made of books you haven't read
And call me when you've caught your second wind
Pre-Chorus
But I pay no attention to
The things that hide out past the moon
Or anything I can't directly view,
But you were the exception
That proved my rule.
Yeah, you were the exception
That proved my rule.
Don't let the sun go down on your anger.
The longest day in history still had to end.
Throw all of your worries to the big blue sky
?Cause you never miss the water
'Til the well runs dry.