Sunday Morning Song

It's not that bad
We could have died
Chalk it up to being young
Prove it was me

On a morning drive
A blurred headlight
From the corner of my eye
If only you were here right now
You'd tell me

Chorus:
Wouldn't it be something
If everything changed
Wouldn't it be something in your way
Wouldn't it be more than
Living in your wake
If you and I would ever cease to be

Your summer dress
A late downpour
And how it caught us on the stairs
That silent song you sing to me
Keeps sayin'

Chorus

We bend, I break
You fall, we scrape
I blame it all on being older now
I'm still singin'

Chorus