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[Verse] Sunlight cuts the curtains, slow and low, Tried to forget the words I let go. Your shadow danced on the floor last night, Now I’m here with the silence and the light. [Pre-Chorus] I shouldn’t have raised my voice, Should’ve held you, not lost you, not destroyed. [Chorus] Oh, Sunday morning, I’m sorry for the fight, Pain in my chest like a broken light. You were my storm, now I’m just the rain, Lost in the quiet, still calling your name. Oh, Sunday morning, I'm sorry for the fight, Even the angels can’t right what’s wrong tonight. [Verse] Your sweater’s on the chair, still warm, I keep replaying the way you stormed. The bottle's empty, my thoughts are worn, Wishing I’d stayed, not been so torn. [Pre-Chorus] I shouldn’t have let pride take hold, Now all I’ve got is a love gone cold. [Chorus] Oh, Sunday morning, I’m sorry for the fight, Pain in my chest like a broken light. You were my storm, now I’m just the rain, Lost in the quiet, still calling your name. Oh, Sunday morning, I'm sorry for the fight, Even the angels can’t right what’s wrong tonight. [Bridge] Time don’t heal, it just hides the scars, But I’d trade every fight for one more star. Just one more night, one more chance to say, “I was wrong,” before the end of day. [Chorus] Oh, Sunday morning, I’m sorry for the fight, Pain in my chest like a broken light. You were my storm, now I’m just the rain, Lost in the quiet, still calling your name. Oh, Sunday morning, I'm sorry for the fight, Even the angels can’t right what’s wrong tonight. [Outro] Sunrise
 still no reply
 Just this old song
 and the hurt
 and the sky


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