On a Sunday morning, far enough away, to understand

Why they say things never last

I hardly can remember, which way the road is going

i'll count a hundred cars before an hour's past

And I thank you, for the real life

Though my words usually stay inside

I'll pick you up, when you're down

And I'll be the sun shining down

Any day with you is a perfect day

Another song is wading, thorught the radio

Every word reminds me why I had to go

I hardly can remember what I had there

In a second, I know that I will know

Cuz your touch is like magic

It's more than I could imagine

In your arms I drift away

I'll pick you up, when you're down

And I'll be the sun shining down

Any day with you is a perfect day