Sunday Morning by Vilhelm Lizell ♫

Sunday morning, can’t get out of bed
Something is holding me back
Feeling heavy, shivers starts to spread
Wish I could follow your tracks

Can’t ignore it, again and again
say or the words remain blank
Painfully steady, the gap that we sustain
Until I’m a speck on the map

Your laugh is contagious
It’s turning my pages
Oh I can’t escape this
I’m bound by your matrix