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Sunday morning change With an ease of shadow A tender moment trade As it is so different now I gave my life away, was never easy A bridge I have to make, it means everything This time I'll have to learn two wrongs don't make it right Or to flatter despair I'm never turning back, its tense when we hang out But I really don't care Good morning little brave, as our fathers knew Every single trait, that I gave back to you Will you have it made? Will life be easier? Through cloud thunder rain, I'll still be there A precious switch, I had to make And on, and on, and on again Or will we make the same mistakes And then I'll act surprised Sunday morning change Will you have it made Will life be easier? From Letras Mania