On Sunday mornings we all head
To the water's edge
Lie down and watch the world unfold
Overhead
You have the clouds
I have the birds
You hum the tune
I've got the words
All those stone buildings leave me feeling
Oh so cold
DOn't make them right or true or good
Just because yhey're old
You have the Sun
I have the sky
We are all here now
There is no why
Sunday at the Beach
Sunday at the Beach
So hot, so cool
Sunday at the Beach
Sunday at the Beach
No wisemen, no fools
Nothing to accept, yet the ocean
Always lets us in
And leaves the sun and sand and sun
Lying on our skin
You've got the sand
I've got the trees
Kissed by the sun
Swept up by the breeze
Sunday at the Beach
Sunday at the Beach
So hot, so cool
Sunday at the Beach
Sunday at the Beach
No carpenter, no tools
Sunday at the beach, etc
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Airportface - Sunday at the Beach Lyrics
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On Sunday mornings we all head
To the water's edge
Lie down and watch the world unfold
Overhead
You have the clouds
I have the birds
You hum the tune
I've got the words
All those stone buildings leave me feeling
Oh so cold
DOn't make them right or true or good
Just because yhey're old
You have the Sun
I have the sky
We are all here now
There is no why
Sunday at the Beach
Sunday at the Beach
So hot, so cool
Sunday at the Beach
Sunday at the Beach
No wisemen, no fools
Nothing to accept, yet the ocean
Always lets us in
And leaves the sun and sand and sun
Lying on our skin
You've got the sand
I've got the trees
Kissed by the sun
Swept up by the breeze
Sunday at the Beach
Sunday at the Beach
So hot, so cool
Sunday at the Beach
Sunday at the Beach
No carpenter, no tools
Sunday at the beach, etc
To the water's edge
Lie down and watch the world unfold
Overhead
You have the clouds
I have the birds
You hum the tune
I've got the words
All those stone buildings leave me feeling
Oh so cold
DOn't make them right or true or good
Just because yhey're old
You have the Sun
I have the sky
We are all here now
There is no why
Sunday at the Beach
Sunday at the Beach
So hot, so cool
Sunday at the Beach
Sunday at the Beach
No wisemen, no fools
Nothing to accept, yet the ocean
Always lets us in
And leaves the sun and sand and sun
Lying on our skin
You've got the sand
I've got the trees
Kissed by the sun
Swept up by the breeze
Sunday at the Beach
Sunday at the Beach
So hot, so cool
Sunday at the Beach
Sunday at the Beach
No carpenter, no tools
Sunday at the beach, etc
Writer: Jeffrey Reid
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid