Mills - Speeding On Sunday lyrics

rate me

Everyone's got something

To say these days

Everyone knows how it should be

But it's a miracle man

Each day goes to plan

The ones that don't aren't so easy

I thought I'd write you a letter

Figured I'd call you instead

But it's hard to see the light

When it's so bright in your eyes

Another era of our history

Well the night's too young

For sleeping

And I can't be the last one to go

What I believe right now

Is we can work it out

I imagine later when it becomes so

Everyone's speeding on Sunday

Think they got someplace better to be

Let's not be the ones

Wishing we had done

Something better with our history

Everyone's speeding on Sunday

Think they got someplace better to be

Let's not be the ones

Wishing we had done

Something better with our history