Laying on my couch
My head on a pillow
I have no feeling, yeah
I have no sorrow
No people telling me
"You should move"
It's pretty nice
But I'm not in the groove
Lazy Sundays happen everyday
There's nothing I can do anyway
Rain falling outside my window
I'm writing music but I'm writing too slow
I have no idea
What I'm doing
I have ideas
But nothing's brewin'
Things flying through
Nothing stoppin'
Too many deals
That I ain't coppin'
Lazy Sundays happen everyday
There's nothing I can do anyway
Rain falling outside my window
I'm writing music but I'm writing too slow
Lazy Sundays happen everyday
There's nothing I can do anyway
Rain falling outside my window
I'm writing music but I'm writing too slow