I can think of better days

As I look into your eyes

And I feel that in a way

I know that you'll be alright



And he walks for a mile

It's his style

Baby never acts wild

Feels he's invencible

He walks for a while

But I never ask why

He needs his time in isolation



It's your views

On your groove

On a Sunday afternoon

Paint it slow

Then you'll know

What you need to work out soon



I'm gonna whisper in your ear

I've a lot of things to say to you

I'll give you all my universe

You're all I want and that's for sure



And he walks for a mile

It's his style

Baby never acts wild

Feels he's invencible

He walks for a while

But I never ask why

He needs his time in isolation



It's your views

On your groove

On a Sunday afternoon

Paint it slow

Then you'll know

What you need to work out soon



It's your views

On your groove

On a Sunday afternoon

Paint it slow

Then you'll know

What you need to work out soon



In your darkest hour

Take my hand and I'll show you

Understand it much better

I'll make sure you get there



It's your views

On your groove

On a Sunday afternoon

Paint it slow

Then you'll know

What you need to work out soon



It's your views

On your groove

On a Sunday afternoon

Paint it slow

Then you'll know

What you need to work out soon