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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sarina Cohn
Sarina Cohn
Vocals
Philippe Decock
Philippe Decock
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sarina Cohn
Sarina Cohn
Composer
Philippe Decock
Philippe Decock
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pietro Lacirignola
Pietro Lacirignola
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Sunday morning There's nothing left to sing Every single word has lost it's meaning By the evening Our time will start to run again So there's nothing to regret Either laugh or tears We can forget Don't be sad If you look for me I'll be sitting Just next to your head I hope you'll tell You're still proud of me And I swear I don't mind What you said There's a world for us Scattered all around Cause we did hear the after sound Sunday evening Everybody's leaving I should go to work But I'm still thinking By the ceiling A dirty cloud of smoke remains With the tune That makes me weep Take me back to bed 'Cause I'm falling asleep Don't be sad If you look for me I'll be sitting Just next to your head I hope you'll tell You're still proud of me And I swear I don't mind What you said There's a world for us Scattered all around Cause we did hear the after sound Don't be sad If you look for me I'll be sitting Just next to your head I hope you'll tell You're still proud of me And I swear I don't mind What you said There's a world for us Scattered all around (There's a world for us) (Scattered all around) Don't be sad If you look for me I'll be sitting Just next to your head I hope you'll tell You're still proud of me And I swear I don't mind What you said There's a world for us Scattered all around Cause we did hear the after sound
Writer(s): Sarina Cohn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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