Slow on a Sunday

Lyrics

You wore my oldest sweater The one with paint upon the sleeve The sun was on your shoulder And there was nowhere we should be You turned the radio down To hear the people on the street Then reached across the counter And stole the corner of my toast The week keeps running through our minds But this small hour is yours and mine Slow on a Sunday Let the whole town run We've got an open window And a little patch of sun Slow on a Sunday Nothing we need to chase I could know you for a lifetime And still find something new each day We missed the morning market You said the flowers could wait I tried to fix the record You danced around the skipping phrase We made a list of places Then put the pencil down The map stayed on the table We never made it out of town We spend our weeks on moving trains Today I'm glad we missed this one again Slow on a Sunday Let the whole town run We've got an open window And a little patch of sun Slow on a Sunday Nothing we need to chase I could know you for a lifetime And still find something new each day Your laugh comes early You know how the story ends I tell it anyway To hear that sound again Slow on a Sunday Let the daylight fall We've got each other's company And no great plan at all Slow on a Sunday Nothing we need to chase I could know you for a lifetime And still find something new each day Slow on a Sunday With you, with you