Writer: James Morris, Harry Morris, Christopher Bourne
Composer: James Morris, Harry Morris, Christopher Bourne
Lyrics
If I could find the words to say it
I don't think I got the nerve to say it
And if I could find a way to play it
So neither one of us got hurt
Then trust me I would
I would I would
Oh trust me I would
Just to make it better
Listen up!
It's as simple as it's complicated
Can't you see I'm dancing on a Sunday
Son what have you been up to?
Where have you been?
God forgive me for dancing on a Sunday!
If they knew how I felt about it
They wouldn't ask me to live without it
And if I could find a way to play it
So neither one of us got hurt
Trust me I would
I would I would
Trust me I would
Just to make it better
Listen up!
It's as simple as it's complicated
Can't you see I'm dancing on a Sunday
Son what have you been up to?
Where have you been?
God forgive me for dancing on a Sunday!
I can't think straight
I can't think straight
I can't think straight
I can't think straight
I can't think straight when I'm with you
I can't think straight
I can't think straight when I'm with you
I can't think straight
I can't think straight when I'm with you
I can't think straight
I can't think straight when I'm with you
I can't think straight
I can't think straight
Listen up!
It's as simple as it's complicated
Can't you see I'm dancing on a Sunday
Son what have you been up to?
Where have you been?
God forgive me for dancing on a Sunday!
Listen up!
It's as simple as it's complicated
Can't you see I'm dancing on a Sunday
Son what have you been up to?
Where have you been?
God forgive me for dancing on a Sunday!
I can't think straight when I'm with you
I can't think straight when I'm with you
Christopher John Bourne, Harry Morris, Jimmy Morris