Sunday Morning
Sunday morning rain is falling,
Steal some covers share some skin,
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable,
You twist to fit the mold that I am in.
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do,
And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew,
That someday it would bring me back to you.
(Sunday Morning - Maroon 5)
This is the prize for productionandstyle, for her first place entry on my Fueled By Ramen/Decaydance Future Fic contest.
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Sunday morning, rain is falling.