Sleepy Sunday Morning - Michelle Malone, Emily Saliers

Pick up the paper in the morning light

Carry it upstairs through your sleepy Sunday eyes

Reading the front page makes you sad, you say

We are the lucky ones, we haven’t got a care today

And I don’t feel right, and I don’t feel whole

I couldn’t sleep last night, cause I’m all alone

When I imagine you and your baby blues

In the morning sun

I get those sleepy Sunday morning baby blues

I tossed and turned last night, I burned and crashed

Buried it in there in the shadows of the past

I got my room serviced — I got breakfast, too

Got a constant stream of visitors, but all I want is you

And I don’t feel right, and I don’t feel whole

I couldn’t sleep last night, cause I’m all alone

When I imagine you and your baby blues

In the morning sun

I get those sleepy Sunday morning eyes blues

Constantly moving and still looking back

Greasing my wheels on a slippery track

You pull me back- I can gently slow down

You’re the only peace and sweet release that I have found

Pick up the paper, I unlock the door

Carry me upstairs, leave my luggage on the floor

Crawl into bed with you where it’s safe and warm

I am the lucky one, I say as I drift away

And I feel just right, and completely whole

I slept good last night, cause I’m back at home

And the kettle sings, and the cats line up

I can’t believe it’s true

In your sleepy Sunday morning baby blues