Livin' on Sunday - Dana Fuchs

MY SKIN IS SOAKED BY THE RIVER RUSHING THROUGH ME

THROAT IS DRY, LIKE A RAZOR STUCK INSIDE

YESTERDAY I BEGGED A GOD TO MOVE ME

I GOT SO HIGH IT HURTS TO CLOSE MY EYES

AND I WANT MORE THAN LIVING ON SOMEDAY

BUT I’M NOT SURE HOW TO LIVE ANY OTHER WAY

I WANT MORE, THAN LIVIN ON SUNDAY — I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE

SURE ENOUGH MORNING LIGHT CAME BLAZING

LIKE THE HOLY GHOST MADE ME HIS CHOSEN ONE

BUT I GOT UP TO NOTHING SO AMAZING

JUST ANOTHER DAY WHEN NOTHING WOULD GET DONE

AND I WANT MORE, THAN LIVING ON SOMEDAY

BUT I’M NOT SURE HOW TO LIVE ANY OTHER WAY

I WANT MORE, THAN LIVING ON SUNDAY — I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE

WHAT’S THAT SMILE IN YOUR EYES STARING THROUGH ME

IS IT A LIE THAT HURTS MY HEART TO NEED

I WONDER WHAT IT WAS THAT USED TO MOVE ME

IF I HADN’T LOST MY WAY OH WHERE WOULD I BE

AND I WANT MORE…

OH.

I WANT MORE, THAN LIVING ON SOMEDAY

BUT I’M NOT SURE NOW THAT I COULD LIVE ANY OTHER WAY

I WANT MORE, THAN LIVING ON SUNDAY

I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE

LORD I WANT MORE, THAN LIVING ON SOMEDAY

I’M NOT SURE NOW HOW TO LIVE ANY OTHER WAY

I WANT MORE, THAN LIVING ON SUNDAY

I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE

OH I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE

YEAH YEAH I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE

LORD I WANT MORE I WANT MORE I WANT MORE