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Sunday's Wine
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I reach out to you
As the sun is peekin' through
The blinds of our room
On Sunday morning
You smile back at me
And all I see
Is all my dreams
Comin' true
I roll outta bed
You're in my head
Like every word you've said
A sweet melody
And each moment passed
Gets better than the last
You always show me that
Theres no better place to be
Like Sunday's wine
I could drink you all the time
Nothin' eases my mind
Quite the way you do
With your hand in mine
I lose all track of time
Drinkin' Sunday's wine
And lovin' you
I fix the coffee up
And I fill your cup
You know it feels so good
Just to be home with you
Through all the late long nights
Barrooms and neon lights
You're always on my mind
Our love so true
Like Sunday's wine
I could drink you all the time
Nothin' eases my mind
Quite the way you do
With you hand in mine
I lose all track of time
Drinkin' Sunday's wine
And lovin' you
Like Sunday's wine
I could drink you all the time
Nothin' eases my mind
Quite the way you do
With your hand in mine
I lose all track of time
Drinkin' Sunday's wine
And lovin' you
Drinkin' Sunday's wine
And lovin' you