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Bos Taurus - With You lyrics

I feel Sundays aren't for real
Cause it feels like Monday's chasing...
After me and you / bake up in the morning high
Gonna spend my whole day wasted.

Days off don't seem so great to me
So brief I barely taste them
In the morning, in the evening
And the afternoon...with you

Feels like, when daylight,
The sunlight hits your eyes,
Hits your eyes...then.

I feel Sundays aren't for real
So brief I barely taste them.
In the morning, in the evening
Or the afternoon...with you.

Feels like, when daylight
The sunlight hits your eyes,
Hits your eyes... feels right…

In the morning, in the evening
And the afternoon...with you.