Sunday morning, rain is falling
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ÀÏ¿äÀÏ ¾Æħ, ºñ°¡ ¿À´Â ÁßÀ̳׿ä
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Steal some covers
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ºñ ¸·À» °Íµé Á» ì±â°í
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share some skin
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»ç¶ûÀ» ³ª´©ÁÒ
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Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
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±¸¸§µéÀº ÀØÀ» ¼ö ¾ø´Â Áö±Ý ¼ø°£À» µ¤¾î ÁÖ°í ÀÖÁÒ
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You twist to fit the mold that I am in
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´ç½ÅÀº ³ª¸¦ ¸ÂÃß±â À§ÇØ ¸öÀ» ºñƵ´Ï´Ù
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But things just get so crazy
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ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¸ðµç°ÍµéÀº Á¦Á¤½ÅÀÌ ¾Æ´Ï°Ô µÇ°í
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living life gets hard to do
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»îÀº ¾î·Á¿ö Áý´Ï´Ù
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And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew
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³»°¡ ¾Ë¾Ò´õ¶ó¸é, ÀڽŸ¸¸¸ÇÏ°Ô ÇìÃÄ°¥ ¼ö ÀÖ¾úÀ» ÅÙµ¥
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That someday it would lead me back to you
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³ª¸¦ ´ç½Å¿¡°Ô À̲ø¾îÁÙ ¾î´À³¯À» ¸»ÀÌÁÒ
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That someday it would lead me back to you
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³ª¸¦ ´ç½Å¿¡°Ô À̲ø¾îÁÙ ¾î´À³¯À» ¸»ÀÌÁÒ
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That may be all I need
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±×°Ô ³»°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇÑ ¸ðµç °ÍÀϲ¨¿¡¿ä
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In darkness she is all I see
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¾ÏÈæ¼Ó¿¡ ´ç½ÅÀº ³»°¡ º¸´Â ¸ðµç °ÍÀÔ´Ï´Ù
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Come and rest your bones with me
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À̸®¿Í¼ ³ª¶û ¼û Á» µ¹·Á¿ä
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Driving slow on Sunday morning
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ÀÏ¿äÀÏ ¾Æħ¿¡ õõÈ÷ ¿îÀüÇϸé¼
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And I never want to leave
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±×¸®°í ³ Àý´ë ¶°³ª±â ¿øÄ¡ ¾Ê¾Æ¿ä
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Fingers trace your every outline
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¼Õ°¡¶ôµéÀÌ ´ç½ÅÀÇ ¸ðµç À±°ûÀ» ã½À´Ï´Ù
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Paint a picture with my hands
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³» ¼ÕÀ¸·Î ±×¸²À» ±×¸®ÁÒ
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Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
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Æødz ¼ÓÀÇ °¡Áöó·³ ¿ì¸®´Â ¾Õ µÚ·Î Èçµé·Á¿ä
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Change the weather still together when it ends
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ÆødzÀÌ ³¡³ª¸é °°ÀÌ ³¯¾¾¸¦ ¹Ù²ã¿ä
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That may be all I need
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±×°Ô ³»°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇÑ ¸ðµç °ÍÀϲ¨¿¡¿ä
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In darkness she is all I see
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¾ÏÈæ¼Ó¿¡ ´ç½ÅÀº ³»°¡ º¸´Â ¸ðµç °ÍÀÔ´Ï´Ù
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Come and rest your bones with me
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À̸®¿Í¼ ³ª¶û ¼û Á» µ¹·Á¿ä
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Driving slow on Sunday morning
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ÀÏ¿äÀÏ ¾Æħ¿¡ õõÈ÷ ¿îÀüÇϸé¼
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And I never want to leave
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±×¸®°í ³ Àý´ë ¶°³ª±â ¿øÄ¡ ¾Ê¾Æ¿ä
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But things just get so crazy
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ÇÏÁö¸¸ ¸ðµç°ÍµéÀº Á¦Á¤½ÅÀÌ ¾Æ´Ï°Ô µÇ°í
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living life gets hard to do
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»îÀº ¾î·Á¿ö Áý´Ï´Ù
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Sunday morning rain is falling and I'm calling out to you
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ÀÏ¿äÀÏ ¾Æħ, ºñ°¡ ¿À´Â ÁßÀÌ°í ³ ´ç½ÅÀ» ºÎ¸£ÁÒ
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Singing someday it'll lead me back to you
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³¯ ´ç½Å¿¡°Ô º¸³»ÁÙ ¾î´À³¯À» ³ë·¡ÇÏ´Â °Ç
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Find a way to bring myself home to you
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³» ½º½º·Î ´ç½ÅÀÇ ÁýÀ» ã´Â °ÍÀÔ´Ï´Ù
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And you may not know
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´ç½ÅÀº ¸ð¸£°ÚÁÒ
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That may be all I need
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±×°Ô ³»°¡ ÇÊ¿äÇÑ ¸ðµç °ÍÀϲ¨¿¡¿ä
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In darkness she is all I see
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¾ÏÈæ¼Ó¿¡ ´ç½ÅÀº ³»°¡ º¸´Â ¸ðµç °ÍÀÔ´Ï´Ù
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Come and rest your bones with me
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À̸®¿Í¼ ³ª¶û ¼û Á» µ¹·Á¿ä
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Driving slow...
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õõÈ÷ ¿îÀüÇϸé¼..
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sunday morning jay
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jay |