Lyrics: Paul Martini
Music: Paul Martini
Arranger: Paul Martini
Sunday morning whispers in November
Air wrapped in a cocoon
No place we got to be
Your hand in mine
Feeling love beyond compare
Lazy rivers flow
Just you and me
Sunlight fades but we don't care at all
Pillow talks soft as the raindrops on the roof
Underneath these covers
We build our own home
A lazy day
A careless proof of our truth
Wake up slow to the sound of your laughter
Till I am old
Nothing else really matters
November holds our dreams in the still hour
This love blooms like a wild winter flower
No rush
No chase
Just a gentle embrace
Time slows its pace
In our warm sacred place
Eyes close
Lips meet
Feeling our hearts beat
In this lazy love
Nothing can compete
Breakfast waits but we don't care at all
Velvet talks soft as the raindrops on the roof
Underneath these covers
We build our own home
A lazy day
A careless proof of our truth
Wake up slow to the sound of your laughter
Till I am old
Nothing else really matters
November holds our dreams in the still hour
This love blooms like a wild winter flower
No rush
No chase
Just a gentle embrace
Time slows its pace
In our warm sacred place
Eyes close
Lips meet
Feeling our hearts beat
In this lazy love
Nothing can compete
Reckless ways but we savor each touch
Kisses like honey linger just enough
In our secret world
We have so much
Lazy Sundays' magic
Tender and tough
Wake up slow to the sound of your laughter
Till I am old
Nothing else really matters
Now when my hopes find dreams in the still hour
It blooms like a wild winter flower