Sunday Morning

Sunday Morning
Sitting at a bar tonight
Starin' at an empty glass
'Cause you are not here right now
And all I can do
Is think about you
An empty place an empty bed
Feeling so much regret
Waiting for you to come walk in
It's a sad Sunday morning when you're not there
And all I can do
Is think about you
Where are you right now
What do you think about
And all those things run through my head
Without you it's all so sad until you go ahead
Run back into my arms
And all I can do
Is think about you
That's all I can do
So, I'll wait here for you
And all I can do
Is think about you
That's all I can do
So, I'll wait here for you