Слова:
Everyday Sunday To The Skies

this coming Did you see this coming around So tired of my self, so tired of feeling like I let You down Have the angels take a message to the skies

saw this coming Did you see this coming around So tired of my self, so tired of feeling like I let You down Have the angels take a message to the skies

Verse 1 Since I was born I heard about this place Where there is always sunshine and everyday is a Sunday There will be no more rain no more skies that