Sundays

Doesn't really matter where I'm from anymore
Doesn't really matter where I go
I can see the sun light up the sky in the morning
Something that I know just feels so right

It's coming back around now, it's coming back around
It's coming back around now, it's coming back around

Every time I close my eyes, I go somewhere else
Doesn't really matter at all
Those Sunday kind of mornings are all I want for sure
Where everything is flowing from the start

It's coming back around now, it's coming back around
It's coming back around now, it's coming back around
It's coming back around now, it's coming back around
It's coming back around now, it's coming back around