The Thing With Feathers - Sundays in the South

Kishore Kumar Hits — The Thing With Feathers - Sundays in the South lyrics

Artist: The Thing With Feathers

album: Sundays in the South

So many Sundays since I've seen you
It's been a while since I said a prayer
But I won't pretend I don't take Belmont
And kinda wish I'd see you there
Wish you were honest when you called me
Wish I'd been honest from the start
It's like you're treading on my fingers
When I'm here hanging from your heart
I just wanna fall asleep
I just wanna fall asleep
In your arms
In your arms
You moved all the way to New York City
You heard that it gets colder there
Look I'm not asking you to stay here with me
Know enough to know you're scared
It seems we're gonna spend forever
Waiting for someone to go first
I never thought I'd end up down here
But bless your heart, it ain't the worst
I just wanna fall asleep
I just wanna fall asleep
In your arms
In your arms

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