Sunday morning is just so boring
When there’s no one by your side
Sunday morning my life needs shoring
For shelter from the tide

I need an action a grand distraction
So my mind doesn’t run and hide
Sunday morning would have some flooring
But Instead I just get fried

Sunday morning could be elating
If I took it all in stride
Sunday morning would not be boring
With a soul mate by my side

Sunday morning would be so roaring
If I could feel your body next to me
I could make you a special breakfast
Complete with some green tea
And we could watch the Sunday sunrise
While are bodies touch in glee

Sunday morning is just so boring
When there’s no one by your side
Sunday morning needs some flooring
Instead I just get fried

I like it.

Is this a song? Do you have a tune for it? I can see it (hear it I guess) set to music.

Never really though of it as a song, although when i write i do have a rhythm and cadence in my head as the words flow.

I did play alto sax in high school years ago and have always had an acoustic guitar around to finger pick on ( can't strum worth a ****) but can play a few of the pink floyd solo's such as the picking sections of "Wots...Uh the Deal" my favorite older floyd song and "Is their anybody out there".

I doubt i have the skills to compose music although i have not really ever tried it. I think if i had someone that could compose the music and somehow i could convey the rhythm in my head to them a lot of them could be songs.

I have only posted the ones i am currently writing, i have been writing these since my teens i suppose, i haven't really shared any of my writings until i joined this site and lately i've been averaging about 5 per month, i woke up sunday morning with this one in my head

They are all emotionally charged and many have double meanings, at least to me. I am not sure what feelings they instill in a reader..