I remember all of those sundays spent in service Where we looked ahead and we listened in But I don't think he heard us So I followed you like your third shoe But I don't think you noticed You told your friends we were cousins And you showed me cool music But what's done is done And we can't go back On any of the things that we've done So I will learn not to be afraid And I'll wake up in the morning With a selfish smile on my face I end this in the morning No bus delays or minimum wage I left them in the evening Yeah we try so hard just to get away But all I want is my sunshine in the morning