Intro:

  F                      G              C
Sunday morning rain is falling
F                  G                    C
Steal some covers share some skin
  F                    G               C
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
        F                   G                 C
You twist to fit the mold that I am in
          F                   G               C
But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
                   F                G                              C
And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew
          F                     G                    C
That someday it would lead me back to you
           F                     G                   C
That someday it would lead me back to you

Chorus:
F             G          C
That may be all I need
F               G             c
In darkness she is all I see
                              F      G   C  
Come and rest your bones with me
                                   F                     G              C
Driving slow on Sunday morning And I never want to leave

Verse 2:
F            G                      C
Fingers trace your every outline
F            G                   C
Paint a picture with my hands
F              G                         C    
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm
                    F               G                     C
Change the weather still together when it ends

Chorus:

F             G          C
That may be all I need
F               G             c
In darkness she is all I see
                              F      G   C  
Come and rest your bones with me
                                
                                   F                     G              C
Driving slow on Sunday morning And I never want to leave

  May not know

F             G          C
That may be all I need
F               G             c
In darkness she is all I see
                              F      G   C  
Come and rest your bones with me
                                   F                     G              C
Driving slow on Sunday morning And I never want to leave

outro:
( f,g,c ) until you feel its ended.