Sanoja: Kesha. Sunday Morning.

You've been here before
yeah, you've seen it all
and I won't even let you look over my walls
Say you're terrified
so am I
But I won't give in
I could never tell you
and let you win
'you can stay' you offer
that's all I really wanted on

Sunday Morning
is what makes this life worth living
yeah
Sunday Morning
it gives me something to believe in
Please don't let me go

Your touch is simple
you're jaded,
you're sweet

I tried so hard to make you fall in love with me
You kissed my fingertips
This is all I have
Do I really need to say anything back?
'Please don't break me', you plead
You've already broken me by

Sunday Morning
is what makes this life worth living
yeah
Sunday Morning
it gives me something to believe in
Please don't let me go


But nothing's ever promised.
No, nothing's ever promised.