| N.C. | N.C. | | | | | | Sunday morning I wake up You're beside me, breathing so loud The wall is empty and so flat The world around me is too large, oh And I know that I'm slow in the morning As I fall into a hole without an end Until, suddenly, I look at you And all the mirrors vanish from my mind Oh, oh, whoa oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, whoa oh-oh-oh-oh You're mine Oh, oh, whoa oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, whoa oh-oh-oh-oh You're mine Sunday morning I wake up You're beside me, breathing so loud The wall is empty and so flat The world around me is too large, oh And I know that I'm slow in the morning As I fall into a hole without an end Until, suddenly, I look at you And all the mirrors vanish from my mind Oh, oh, whoa oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, whoa oh-oh-oh-oh You're mine Oh, oh, whoa oh-oh-oh Oh, oh, whoa oh-oh-oh-oh You're mine | | | | | (x2) And I know that I'm slow in the morning              suddenly, I look at you And all the mirrors vanish from my mind And I know that I'm slow in the morning              suddenly, I look at you And all the mirrors vanish from my mind |   |   |  |  | |   | N.C. |