You want it all but you can't hide
The Sunday morning in your eyes
Would you love me still
If clouds were coming down

You can say it rudely I don't mind
I don't need to read between the lines
It won't bring me down
It won't make me cry

You know damn' well that I could never tell
The truth behind your lies
But still I will find you

You want it all and that's all right
Just need to keep it all in mind
When it's raining
When you're leaving town (on Sunday morning)