Sunday

Heavy night, it was a heavy night, feels like we've come back from the dead.
Heavy night, it was a heavy night, i cannot remember what i said, to anyone..
If we get up now we can catch the afternoon, watch the under 15s playing football in the park.
Lets sit in St. Leonards on this alcoholic, we're doing the best with what we've got.

I'll love you in the morning, when you're still hungover.
I'll love you in the morning, when you're still strung out.
I'll love you in the morning.

I work hard all week and so do you, we deserve to let off some steam.
Less orthodox creeping, we need to rage through this life.
There might be ones who are smarter than you, that have the right answers that wear better shoes.
Forget about those melting ice caps, we're doing the best with what we've got.

I'll love you in the morning, when you're still hungover.
I'll love you in the morning, when you're still strung out.

When im with you i am calm, a pearl in your oyster.
Head on my chest, a silent smile, a private kind of happiness.
You see giant proclaimations are all very well but our love, is louder than words.