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Alex Silva - Sunday Morning Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Let's pretend it's a Sunday morning
We'll go out, feeding pigeons
I'll take you on hands till the bridge though
I can tell that you won't listen to my words

To my words I'm saying
All the ships are stuck in a harbour
As the river is full of flowers, my love

[Verse 2]
Let's go out, let's go out it's Sunday
All the cinemas open till midnight
Oh, this life seems such a funny game
While the water turns into wine

Priest will bless and promise us heaven
I can tell that you don't listen to my words
To my words I'm saying

[Chorus]
What a day, what a day is invented
Sorry days like these can't be rented
What a chance, what a chance is given
And I would be a fool if I didn't try
[Verse 3]
Oh, it's alright, it's alright, it's Sunday
We'll go out taking pictures
We can put them in frames to remember
Of how life seems such a funny game

[Verse 4]
Still the water turn into wine
I can tell you won't listen to my words
To my words I'm saying
All the time there's a world between us
All the time between love and Venus

[Chorus]
What a day, what a day is invented
Sorry days like these can't be rented
What a day, what a day is invented
Sorry days like these can't be rented
What a chance, what a chance is given
And I would be a fool if I didn't try

[Outro]
Let's pretend it's a Sunday morning
Let's pretend it's a Sunday morning
Let's pretend it's a Sunday morning
Let's pretend it's a Sunday morning