原始歌词 (English)
Sunday Morning Birds (Singin' Hallelujah)
I love the taste of tangerine
when I taste it on your lips
my tongue licks them clean
I couldn't tell which part of you
I am more scared to lose
Your flesh, your love
If you've planned to let me go I wanna know why
If I have to go I wanna know why
Sunday morning skies took a shinin' to ya
Sunday morning birds singin' hallelujah
Driving back home I sing along
to the words in every song
'bout love that's gone
Under this sun of tangerine
last night is but a dream
of blue and gold
If you've planned to let me go
Then let me know
'Cos if I have to go,
I'd like to know
Sunday morning skies took a shinin' to ya
Sunday morning birds singin' hallelujah
If you've planned to let me go I wanna know why
If I have to go I wanna know why
Sunday morning skies took a shinin' to ya
Sunday morning birds singin' hallelujah