"Sunday Dress" as written by and Walther/carabine....
Should've called you officer
Cause your asking all the questions that I get at the border
I know you want to file me away
With the girls who disappoint you every day
I know better staring at your mouth
Making other plans as the words come out
It's hard to choose in a crowded room
Your never satisfied with the one your talking to
And if I believed in Jesus
Like a little girl in her Sunday dress
And if I live forever like Elvis
Would I be perfect?
(Where did I go when I lost myself?)
Well I'm not what I claim to be
And I've heard u whispering when i leave
We're all trying to leave no trace
But somehow your life gets written on your face
And if I believed in Jesus
Like a little girl in her Sunday dress
And if I live forever like Elvis
Would I be perfect?
(Where did I go when I lost myself?)
What am I gonna tell that little girl
When she asks me what I've left for her?
And what am I gonna tell that little girl
When she runs home crying it's a cruel cruel world?
What am I gonna tell that little girl
That little girl
I'm 22 and I've been through hell
Where did I go when I lost myself? x3
And if I believed in Jesus
Like a little girl in her Sunday dress
And if I live forever like Elvis
Would I be perfect? (x2)
(Where did I go when I lost myself?)
(Perfect)
(Where did I go when I lost myself?)


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