Sunday Morning Video (MV)

Sunday morning and lovers walk home
There's people in corners who breakfast alone
And I don't care if they find out
That I'm in league with those who know

You're not going to get there by worrying
Or living the life of a saint
So get out there and live, boy
You've only one chance
To lay all those old ghosts to rest
Damn it and hope for the best

Sunday morning, that dangerous day
When those who have answers are leading the stray
Though some of us choose an alternative way
To lay all those old ghosts to rest
Damn it and hope for the best
Misfortune's a weight on your chest you don't need

Oh, and it feels like I'm falling into her arms
Feels like I'm falling into her arms
Oh, and it feels like I'm holding something so warm
Feels like I'm holding holding something so warm
That I need

Oh, and it feels like I'm falling into her arms
Feels like I'm falling into her arms
Oh, and it feels like I'm holding something so strong
Feels like I'm holding holding something so strong
That I need