Sunday, our lazy heads on rest
Never a morning felt so warm
You say: Hold on, I want to stay in bed
Oh, sweetheart, I know you so well
Bright Door, I don't think we could ask for more
But I could be wrong hanging a toe
Oh, everyone here should know
Half of the song in a dream
And I could be nice cooking good rice
But no one will ever know
Half of the song in a dream
Lands of fairy tales setting down to my mind
Happy birthday Emely
And you could be right dropping good rhymes
Yeah, everyone here should know
Half of the song in a dream
But don't tell the price of paradise
Yeah, everyone here should go
Half of the song in a dream
Band of bluebirds setting down to my mind
Happy birthday Emely
