Sunday Morning
By Kristin Julio

Gonna leave these gray skies
I’ve walked my last winter road
Gonna walk until I feel
This place cleansed from my soul

I’ve dreamed of Irvington
And I’ve dreamed of Abilene
I’ve dreamed of every place that
I have never been

There’s a side of me untamed
There’s a side you’ve never seen
We’ve made love a thousand times
If only in my dreams

Off in the distance
Another church bell rings
Another Sunday
Too much time to think

Crosby, Stills, & Nash is playing
On some guitar
It don’t sound half bad
If you don’t listen very hard

So here’s one to good times
One to what might have been
Whatever goes around
Will come around again

So wrap yourself around me
Cuz tonight you’re mine alone
It’s just another mile baby
We’re almost home

Can we forget all the things we cannot change?
Can we hold onto whatever will remain?

So wrap yourself around me
Cuz tonight you’re mine alone
It’s just another mile baby
We’re almost home

So here’s one to good times
One to what might have been
Whatever goes around
Will come around again
Whatever goes around
Will come around again