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Lyrics |
We got up late
Nowhere to be
The Sunday paper
Hardly read
You fixed the eggs
I fed the dog
We saw no need
To plan ahead
Breakfast cooking
And the sound of laughter
No one looking
No one cleaned up after
And I believe that
In almost every way
It was such a lovely day
The afternoon
Awash in sun
The living room
All shades of gold
Great conversation
On the state of the world
Miles Davis
On the stereo
Twilight toasted
With a glass of wine
The local take out
Place would do just fine
And I believe that
In almost every way
It was such a lovely day
If only we could save this day
In a bottle or a jar
We could open it and live it again
And be just the same as we are
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Description |
Short Song Description: Spending a wonderful, do-nothing Sunday with your significant other. |
Long Song Description: Spending a wonderful, do-nothing, lazy Sunday with your signficant other - and really appreciating it. |
Story Behind the Song: I was thinking about how ordinary some lazy Sundays seem. But there will come a time when you will remember that sort of Sunday and wish that you could relive it . |
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Credits |
Lyric Credits: Sandra Palmer |
Music Credits: Sandra Palmer |
Producer Credits: Sandra Palmer |
Publisher Credits: Buffalo Kitten |
Performance Credits: Sandra Palmer |
Label Credits: Buffalo Kitten |
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Metadata |
Song Length: 3:35
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Primary Genre: Pop-Standards
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Secondary Genre: Jazz-Lounge
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Tempo / Feel: Medium Slow (91 - 110)
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Lead Vocal: Female Vocal
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Subject Matter 1: Happiness
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Subject Matter 2: Loving Marriage
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Mood 1: Blissful
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Mood 2: Content
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Similar Artist 1: Tony Bennett
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Similar Artist 2: Phyllis Hyman
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Language: English
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