Sunday Best - Surfaces

Oh, do you know? Where to go? Where to go? Oh Somethin' on your mind? Wanna leave me behind? Wanna leave me behind? You're spinnin' me around My feet are off the ground I don't know where I stand Do you have to hold my hand? You mystify me, you mystify me, you mystify me Oh-oh, when you walk into the room It happened all so soon I didn't want to know Does he really have to go? You mystify me, you mystify me, you mystify me, oh And I couldn't find the words to say, 'I love you' And I couldn't find the time to say, 'I need you' It wouldn't come out right It wouldn't come out right It just came out all wrong Oh-oh, you're spinnin' me around My feet are off the ground I don't know where I stand Do you have to hold my hand? You mystify me, you mystify me, you mystify me Oh, do you know? Where to go? Where to go? Oh Somethin' on your mind? Wanna leave me behind? Wanna leave me behind?

Well woke up Sunday morning With no way to hold my head, that didn't hurt And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad So I had one more for dessert Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes And found my cleanest dirty shirt Then I washed my face and combed my hair Stumbled down the stairs to meet the day I'd smoked my mind the night before With cigarettes and the songs I'd been pickin' Then I lit my first and watched a small boy Facin' at a can that he was kicking I crossed the empty street Caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken And it took me back to somethin' That I'd lost somewhere, somehow along the way On a Sunday morning sidewalk I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned 'Cause there's something about a Sunday That makes a body feel alone There ain't nothin' short of dyin' Half as lonesome as the sound Of a sleepin' city sidewalk Sunday mornin' comin' down In the park I saw a daddy With a laughin' little girl that he was swingin' And I stopped beside a Sunday school Listened to the songs they were singin' I headed down the road Somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin' And it echoed through the canyon Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday On a Sunday morning sidewalk Oh I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned 'Cause there's something about a Sunday That makes a body feel alone There ain't nothin' short of dyin' Half as lonesome as the sound Of a sleepin' city sidewalk Sunday mornin' comin' down

Yo, yeah Let's go 네 흔적 가득한 table 함께 했던 어젯밤을 증명해 전부 녹아내린 candle 밤새워 나눈 모든 이야긴 둘만이 간직하겠지 긴 한 주가 지나간 이곳에서 함께 맞는 strawberry Sunday, girl 완벽한 strawberry Sunday, girl 햇살 가득한 Monday and Tuesday 더 커져가는 이 떨림이 너무 달콤히 우릴 부르지 좀 늦게 눈뜨면 어때 포근한 서로의 품과 맞닿아 느낀 이 감정은 breakfast (Oh love) Yeah, 같은 하룰 열어줄 사랑스런 입맞춤 늘 새로워 마침내 Time for dessert 함께 맞는 strawberry Sunday, girl 완벽한 strawberry Sunday, girl 햇살 가득한 Monday and Tuesday 더 커져가는 이 떨림이 너무 달콤히 우릴 부르지 Uh-oh-oh, woah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ooh-ooh, ooh you taste so sweet Monday 창을 열어봐 Ice cream 같은 white cloud So sweet 고운 바람 속 여긴 행복뿐이야 Sunday 모든 한 주의 시작과 끝에 I'm cravin' you 깊이 녹아든 honeydew 멈춰줘 my strawberry Sunday, girl 둘만의 strawberry Sunday, girl 깊이 나른한 Wednesday and Thursday 벅차게 다가올 매일이 (Every other day) 가장 달콤히 우릴 부르지 My strawberry Sunday, girl (Strawberry Sunday) My strawberry Sunday, girl (Let me get it da-da-da-da-da-days) My strawberry Sunday, girl (Let me get a taste) Ooh, you taste so sweet

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

I hate that S-Class Benz that you're so damn proud of You hate my truck 'cause you can't climb out of it And I'll admit it girl, I said it and I meant it Yeah, I loved you for a minute, but we dance sure different It's been a week since you went and hit the highway And made it clear that I oughta have it my way But my way looks a whole lot better With just my truck in the driveway And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true You got drunk one night and told me I was white trash I was high, but I guess I wasn't high class Enough to show up with you on your own We were never gonna be two kids on a farm And I hope you find you a high rollin' High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true I could sit here bitter and bitchin' And wishin' things woulda gone different But that don't sound nothin' like me at all Honey, who the hell am I kiddin'? And I hope you find you a high rolling High rise view that you don't get in the country And I hope you find you a guy with some dollar sign eyes And a pocket full of money And it ain't that I want you to think that I hate every single little thing you do But when you say that I ain't ever gonna find nobody just like you I hope that's true Yeah, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true Oh, I hope that's true