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You drink your health and remember to forget yourself
Sat on a roof in the everlasting moments of your youth
You looked surprised as it all went up in smoke before your eyes
Beneath the glow of a different kind of Sunday morning

Until tomorrow
Until tomorrow
Until tomorrow
Until tomorrow
...of a different kind of Sunday morning

No need for words; your heartbeats and the breeze was all I heard
Your hopes and fears; how trivial they seem from up here
I breathe you in as the sunlight breaks the haze to touch your skin
Beneath the glow of a different kind of Sunday morning

Until tomorrow
Until tomorrow
Until tomorrow
Until tomorrow
...of a different kind of Sunday morning