Bell song stops me full
Catching in my branches, blowing through my window
Brings me news from home
Won't say where it's been or how it came to be here
Bell song, happy lull
Draws me out the doorway, sounds so easy
Half-sweet, drowsy day
Enamored with the way it feels like Sunday morning
Sunday morning
Bell song morning
Sunday morning
Clear, high, there's room to breathe
Passing in the streets that seemed so empty
Warm tones, tipping hats
Arcing through the blue, it lures me into
Feeling the long ago
Tells me what it means to go back again and
Regrow all I've known
Remembering the way it feels like Sunday morning
Sunday morning
Bell song morning
Sunday morning
Back home, years away
Everyone I've been is holding onto
Who I am today
Every memory dissolves into melody