Released: April 7, 2017
Featuring: Addie Hamilton
Songwriter: Ryan Dusick Mickey Madden Jesse Carmichael James Valentine Adam Levine
Producer: Scott Bradlee
Sunday morning rain is falling
Steal some covers, share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
I would gladly hit the road, get up, and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you
That may be all I need
In darkness, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving home on Sunday morning
I never want to leave
Fingers trace your every outline, yeah
Paint a picture with my hands
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Change the weather, still together in the end
That may be all I need
In darkness, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving home on Sunday morning
I never want to leave
But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
I would gladly hit the road, get up and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you
That may be all I need
In darkness, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving home on Sunday morning
I never want to
Driving home on Sunday morning
I never want to
Driving home on Sunday morning
I never want to leave
Steal some covers, share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
I would gladly hit the road, get up, and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you
That may be all I need
In darkness, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving home on Sunday morning
I never want to leave
Fingers trace your every outline, yeah
Paint a picture with my hands
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
Change the weather, still together in the end
That may be all I need
In darkness, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving home on Sunday morning
I never want to leave
But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
I would gladly hit the road, get up and go if I knew
That someday it would lead me back to you
That someday it would lead me back to you
That may be all I need
In darkness, she is all I see
Come and rest your bones with me
Driving home on Sunday morning
I never want to
Driving home on Sunday morning
I never want to
Driving home on Sunday morning
I never want to leave
more tracks from the album
From the album
- Fake Blues (2017)
Scott Bradlee’s Postmodern Jukebox popular songs
- Habits
- The Boy is Mine
- Thrift Shop
- Million Reasons
- All About That Bass (European Tour Version)
- Shape of You
- Closer
- We Can’t Stop
- Paparazzi
- Cry Me a River
- That’s What I Like
- Ice Ice Baby
- Jolene
- Hollaback Girl
- Only One
- Thinking Out Loud
- This Love
- Look What You Made Me Do
- All of Me (2016)
- Umbrella
- Livin’ on a Prayer
- No Diggity
- Problem
- Break Free