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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Paul Martini[00:00.594] 作词 : Paul Martini[00:01.188] 编曲 : Paul Martini[00:01.783]Sunday morning whispers in November[00:06.847]Air wrapped in a cocoon[00:09.530]No place we got to be[00:13.430]Your hand in mine[00:15.534]Feeling love beyond compare[00:19.132]Lazy rivers flow[00:21.039]Just you and me[00:25.909]Sunlight fades but we don't care at all[00:30.438]Pillow talks soft as the raindrops on the roof[00:37.391]Underneath these covers[00:39.945]We build our own home[00:42.844]A lazy day[00:44.435]A careless proof of our truth[00:48.339]Wake up slow to the sound of your laughter[00:54.374]Till I am old[00:56.044]Nothing else really matters[01:00.196]November holds our dreams in the still hour[01:06.395]This love blooms like a wild winter flower[01:12.176]No rush[01:13.677]No chase[01:15.053]Just a gentle embrace[01:18.035]Time slows its pace[01:20.944]In our warm sacred place[01:24.065]Eyes close[01:25.633]Lips meet[01:26.973]Feeling our hearts beat[01:30.065]In this lazy love[01:33.052]Nothing can compete[01:37.972]Breakfast waits but we don't care at all[01:42.371]Velvet talks soft as the raindrops on the roof[01:49.305]Underneath these covers[01:51.638]We build our own home[01:54.651]A lazy day[01:56.183]A careless proof of our truth[02:00.449]Wake up slow to the sound of your laughter[02:06.410]Till I am old[02:07.911]Nothing else really matters[02:12.251]November holds our dreams in the still hour[02:18.206]This love blooms like a wild winter flower[02:48.275]No rush[02:49.587]No chase[02:51.064]Just a gentle embrace[02:53.999]Time slows its pace[02:56.962]In our warm sacred place[02:59.963]Eyes close[03:01.671]Lips meet[03:03.022]Feeling our hearts beat[03:05.913]In this lazy love[03:08.933]Nothing can compete[03:12.487]Reckless ways but we savor each touch[03:17.973]Kisses like honey linger just enough[03:24.014]In our secret world[03:26.926]We have so much[03:29.661]Lazy Sundays' magic[03:33.743]Tender and tough[03:36.396]Wake up slow to the sound of your laughter[03:42.352]Till I am old[03:43.802]Nothing else really matters[03:48.259]Now when my hopes find dreams in the still hour[03:54.324]It blooms like a wild winter flower