Lyrics:

you're not the sun it's just a light waking on a sunday morning you're not the church it's just the bells ringing sweetly through the house and if this sense of mind you got an answer and i am not this rare you're still in reach i please myself wasted early sunday morning you're not my lead you're just my help tuck me in just denied and in this state of mind you want a want nothing close to what i need i breath you in breath you in breath you in breath you in breath you in you suit yourself lose myself breaking up a sunday morning you're not the sun you're not my church i still hold some self control But in this sense of mind Still too high with no hands i breath you in breath you in breath you in breath you in breath you in (i breath you i breath you i breath you i breath you i breath you)