Speeding On Sunday Lyrics - Singles - Mills

Everyones got something 

To say these days 

Everyone knows how it should be 

But its a miracle man 

Each day goes to plan 

The ones that dont arent so easy 

I thought Id write you a letter 

Figured Id call you instead 

But its hard to see the light 

When its so bright in your eyes 

Another era of our history 

Well the nights too young 

For sleeping 

And I cant be the last one to go 

What I believe right now 

Is we can work it out 

I imagine later when it becomes so 

Everyones speeding on Sunday 

Think they got someplace better to be 

Lets not be the ones 

Wishing we had done 

Something better with our history