Livin’ on Sunday

MY SKIN IS SOAKED BY THE RIVER RUSHING THROUGH ME
THROAT IS DRY, LIKE A RAZOR STUCK INSIDE
YESTERDAY I BEGGED A GOD TO MOVE ME
I GOT SO HIGH IT HURTS TO CLOSE MY EYES
AND I WANT MORE THAN LIVING ON SOMEDAY
BUT I’M NOT SURE HOW TO LIVE ANY OTHER WAY
I WANT MORE, THAN LIVIN ON SUNDAY – I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE
SURE ENOUGH MORNING LIGHT CAME BLAZING
LIKE THE HOLY GHOST MADE ME HIS CHOSEN ONE
BUT I GOT UP TO NOTHING SO AMAZING
JUST ANOTHER DAY WHEN NOTHING WOULD GET DONE
AND I WANT MORE, THAN LIVING ON SOMEDAY
BUT I’M NOT SURE HOW TO LIVE ANY OTHER WAY
I WANT MORE, THAN LIVING ON SUNDAY – I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE
WHAT’S THAT SMILE IN YOUR EYES STARING THROUGH ME
IS IT A LIE THAT HURTS MY HEART TO NEED
I WONDER WHAT IT WAS THAT USED TO MOVE ME
IF I HADN’T LOST MY WAY OH WHERE WOULD I BE
AND I WANT MORE…
OH. I WANT MORE, THAN LIVING ON SOMEDAY
BUT I’M NOT SURE NOW THAT I COULD LIVE ANY OTHER WAY
I WANT MORE, THAN LIVING ON SUNDAY
I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE
LORD I WANT MORE, THAN LIVING ON SOMEDAY
I’M NOT SURE NOW HOW TO LIVE ANY OTHER WAY
I WANT MORE, THAN LIVING ON SUNDAY
I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE
OH I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE
YEAH YEAH I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE, I WANT MORE
LORD I WANT MORE I WANT MORE I WANT MORE