Ani Difranco - Sunday Morning lyrics

Sunday morning

Slow beats seething

Through the screens in

The open windows

Eggs frying

Legs shaking

After we stayed lying

So long in bed

Sunday morning

Both of us reading

And looking up occasionally

Looking up occasionally

Sunday morning

You're doing your thing

And I am doing mine

Speaking words

More a formality

Cuz we can feel we

Are of one mind

Sunday morning

Sheets still warm

Kitties swarming

Around our feet

Life comes easy

Your sweet company

Making it so complete

Of all the Monday through Fridays

We joined the crusade

Of all the Saturday nights

In which we were made

Of all the exorcisms

I've done with your ghosts

Still it's Sunday morning