Seven Of Sundays 가사

It's alright Got to tell myself it's alright Everything that I envied I have become Where to now Now that I've been lost and found Buried in the afternoon Breathless and snowbound Safe as the ocean Shine like a motor car Seven of Sundays Of course you are Coming down Ice cream and a towel wrapped around Flowing hair that swallows me Follows me down It's okay Twisted sheets and endless rainy days Channels flash across your face Silence surrounds you Safe as the ocean Shine like a motor car Seven of Sundays Of course you are Seven of Sundays Safe as the ocean Shine like a motor car Seven of Sundays Of course you are Seven of Sundays Of course you are Of course you are