Lowkey, Mai Khalil - Sunday Morning lyrics

When the children see them
They point and laugh
When the children see them
They point and laugh
When the children see them
They point and laugh but they don't know

When the children see them
They point and laugh
When the children see them
They point and laugh
When the children see them
They point and laugh but they don't know
They don't know

She lost her son on a Sunday
Her memory's a bloodstain
The paper showed his young face
Who remembered his mum's name?
She sleeps with the blanket he was
Wrapped in as a child
He's not dead he's just napping for a while
She thinks backwards with a smile
On a clock, the hands stop
Can't accept all the plans
Lost sunny Sundays dancing to Vandross like:
I used to be such a bad bad boy
But I gave it up when I fell in love (ooh)

Hold him close breathe the smell of his skin
Preserving every little thing
How can she ever begin to move on?
Sunday mornings getting the groove on
His little hands wave
Their new-born grew strong through songs
She thinks he's coming in from school
Made his favourite dinner too
Sitting talking to an empty chair
In the living room
Roams the street calling out things
That no one listens to
Tried to treat her but
They thought solution was medicinal no
And I don't think they'll ever comprehend it
Schizophrenic or a broken heart
That can't be mended
Now she's sitting talking to herself
Where the bench is
Relatives wonder when she's coming
To her senses in her mind, he grew
Walked the passage to a man
They branded it as madness
Never planned to understand
She can't quite touch him
She imagines that she can
Holding the fabric to her face
Squeezing the blanket in her hand saying

Every Sunday morning na ya ya
Every Sunday morning na ya ya
Every Sunday morning na ya ya
I dance with you i dance with you
(Oooh)

The day they came and took away
His son was a Sunday
But he only woke up to the news on the Monday
More times he knows the
Situation ends one way
But he looks up searching for
Some hope in the sunrays
A year passed, two years passed
Three years passed
Finds it hard to get over the
Shadow that the fear casts
Four years passed, five years
Passed, six, seven, eight passed
Still lays a hand for him
When they play cards his bedroom as it was
Doesn't dare to touch a thing
Hums himself to sleep with the
Songs his son would sing, like:
Ain't no sunshine when she's gone
Only darkness every day
Ain't no sunshine now he's gone
Only darkness every day
You might see him by the betting shop
Asking for a spare pound
His shoes are getting tattered
And he's losing all his hair now
Sees him in his dreams but
He doesn't know his whereabouts
Sees him in the mirror
'Cause there's nothing else he cares 'bout
Sees him in the crowd but
The truth is, he isn't there
Goes after him and chases but
Every time, he disappears cars pass him by
And passengers just sit and stare
Talking to himself in a cruel
World that didn't care

Every Sunday morning na ya ya (ah ya ya)
Every Sunday morning na ya ya
Every Sunday morning na ya ya (hey)
I dance with you (oh) i dance with you (ah)

Every Sunday morning na ya ya
(every Sunday morning, yeah)
Every Sunday morning na ya ya (ah oh)
Every Sunday morning na ya ya
I dance with you (oh) i dance with you (ah)

I don't think I can do this on my own
(no no no)
I don't think I can do this on my own (oh)
I don't think I can do this on my own
'Cause I need you i need you

I don't think I can do this on my own
I don't think I can do this on my own
I don't think I can do this on my own
'Cause I need you (I need you) i need you