Sunday Morning
Wyn Starks Lyrics
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Ladadadadada-ladada
Come Sunday mornin′
I'll be home
I know you′ve been awaitin'
By your telephone
I'll just done singin′
Can't wait til Sunday mornin′
I'll be comin home
So, I can see you dance real slow
Swayin′ as the fire burns gold
Hold you til' we both grow old
But until that time
Every dark night
Every street light
And every sunrise
Gets me closer to you
Every time come
Every text tone
On my cellphone
Gets me closer to you
Baby come Sunday mornin′
I'll be comin home
Lada-ladada
Ladadadadada-ladada
Drivin' thru the evening
I got miles to go
I hope you hear my voice callin′
From the radio
Just as sure as I′m breathin'
And as the road is long
I look to Sunday mornin′
I'll be comin home
So, I can see you dance real slow
Swayin′ as the fire burns gold
Hold you til' we both grow old
But until that time
Every dark night
Every street light
And every sunrise
Gets me closer to you
Every time come
Every text tone
On my cellphone
Gets me closer to you
I don′t care about LA
Movie-star
My name on Hollywood boulevard
About New York city is just a city without you by my side
Just can't wait til' Sunday mornin′
Just can′t wait til' Sunday mornin′
You'll be singing
Ladadadadada-ladadadadadadada
Every cold night
Every street light
And every sunrise
Gets me closer to you
Ooooooo-oooahhh
Aaaahhaaaa
Cuz every dark night
Every street light
And every sunrise
Gets me closer to you
Every time come
Every text tone
On my cellphone
Gets me closer to you
Baby come Sunday mornin′
I'll be comin′ home
The lyrics of the song "Sunday Morning" by Wyn Starks is a love letter to the singer's significant other. He expresses his excitement to return home after being away, stating that he knows she will be waiting for him by her phone. The chorus of the song repeats the line "Every dark night/Every street light/And every sunrise/Gets me closer to you," indicating that even though they are physically apart, the singer feels that every moment brings him closer to his loved one. He paints a picture of being able to dance with her slowly, holding her until they grow old together. The song's overall message is one of love, anticipation, and longing for home.
The repetition of the phrase "Every dark night/Every street light/And every sunrise/Gets me closer to you" is a simple yet effective way of conveying the singer's longing for his loved one. The song paints a vivid picture of the anticipation of the singer's return home and the joy of finally getting to be with his significant other again. The use of imagery, such as "Swayin' as the fire burns gold," adds to the romantic tone of the song.
Line by Line Meaning
Come Sunday mornin'
When Sunday morning comes,
I'll be home
I'll be back at home,
I know you've been awaitin'
I am aware that you have been waiting,
By your telephone
By your phone,
I'll just done singin'
I will be finished with my singing,
Til' the crowd is gone
Until the people leave,
Can't wait til Sunday mornin'
I am excited for Sunday morning,
I'll be comin' home
I will be returning to my home,
So, I can see you dance real slow
I want to watch you dance slowly,
Swayin' as the fire burns gold
Moving your body as the fire produces a golden glow,
Hold you til' we both grow old
Holding you until we both become old,
But until that time
But until that happens,
Every dark night
Every night that is dark,
Every street light
Every light on the street,
And every sunrise
And every time the sun rises,
Gets me closer to you
Brings me closer to you,
Every time come
Whenever it happens,
Every text tone
Every sound of a received message tone,
On my cellphone
On my mobile phone,
Baby come Sunday mornin'
Darling, on Sunday morning,
I'll be comin' home
I will be returning home,
Drivin' thru the evening
Driving through the night,
I got miles to go
I still have a lot of distance to cover,
I hope you hear my voice callin'
I hope you can hear me calling your name,
From the radio
From the radio station,
Just as sure as I'm breathin'
I am certain that I am breathing,
And as the road is long
And since this journey is long,
I look to Sunday mornin'
I am looking forward to Sunday morning,
I'll be comin' home
When I will finally be returning home,
I don't care about LA
I am not interested in LA,
Movie-star
Or any movie stars,
My name on Hollywood boulevard
Even if my name was on Hollywood Boulevard,
About New York city is just a city without you by my side
New York City is just another city if you are not with me,
Just can't wait til' Sunday mornin'
I am extremely excited for Sunday morning,
You'll be singing
You will be singing,
Every cold night
Every night that is cold,
Ooooooo-oooahhh
Making a humming sound,
Aaaahhaaaa
Another humming sound,
Writer(s): Wayne Starks, Fred Williams
Contributed by Taylor J. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Hong Seer
Ladadadadada~ ladada~
Ladadadadada~ ladada~
Come Sunday mornin'
I'll be home
I know you've been awaitin'
By your teleephone
I'll just done singin'
Til' the crowd is gone
Can't wait til Sunday mornin'
I'll be comin home
So, I can see you dance real slow
Swayin' as the fire burns gold
hold you til' we both grow old
But until that time
Every dark night
Every street light
And every sunrise
Gets me closer to you
Every time come
Every text tone
On my cellphone
Gets me closer to you
Baby come Sunday mornin'
I'll be comin home
Ladadadadada~ ladada~
Ladadadadada~ ladada~
Drivin' thru the evening
I got miles to go
i hope you hear my voice callin'
From the radio
Just as sure as I'm breathin'
And as the road is long
I look to Sunday mornin
I'll be comin home
So, I can see you dance real slow
Swayin' as the fire burns gold
hold you til' we both grow old
But until that time
Every dark night
Every street light
And every sunrise
Gets me closer to you
Every time come
Every text tone
On my cellphone
Gets me closer to you
I don't care about LA
Movie-star
My name on Hollywood boulevard
About New York city is just a city without you by my side
Just can't wait til' Sunday mornin'
Just can't wait til' Sunday mornin'
You'll be singing
Ladadadadada~
Ladadadadadadada~
Every cold night
Every street light
And every sunrise
Gets me closer to you
OoooOOo~ oooahhh~
Aaaahhaaaa~
Cuz every dark night
Every street light
And every sunrise
Gets me closer to you
Every time come
Every text tone
On my cellphone
Gets me closer to you
Baby come Sunday mornin'
I'll be comin' home
Antonio Smith
Finally, what I, and I believe many others, have been waiting for--for decades. Thank you very much, Wyn Starks, from the bottom of our hearts.
Spanky InDaHouse
I just discovered WYN STARKS and it's one of the best discoveries of my life! Thank you Mr. Starks!
Autumn Moore
He has such an incredible voice , I’m rooting for him so much 💜
DeJaVu
Root for him now in AGT ✨
Frances Henderson
You’re God’s gift to the world!🥰 I’m so glad I found your video online! What a talent!!!
Stephanie Hawkins
Perfect pitch, the tone of his voice is effortless. Could listen to Wyn every day.
Esther Sealey
I'm Gobsmacked.
He's got one of the most beautiful voices I've ever heard.
Hope he blows up to superstardom.
Miss L
He just did on AGT last night
Eagly Boy
Youre the reason i watch talent shows. Love to come across artists that are just something special. I usually find one a year. But this year i got you and Leah Marlene. Thank you so much!
Jenny B
Love both of them too.