Sunday morning I wake up and the street is no the same to me
The cars floating over my head, the buildings smile and say hello
If I try to the best I never could
But now I've found my place and that makes me feel so special
Don't cheat yourself when you make
Make music from deep of your heart and feels great
Sunday morning see I'm bored yeah, writing lyrics is not for me
Feel the pressure, love is lying down, cannot hear your noise from here
No one happy when I say it loud, my band is on tv
It fills my soul after all, I don't wanna be special
