Bir Pazar Kahvaltise
Emre Aydin
A Sunday Breakfast
I watch you while you sleep, in your favorite state
Hair messy, pillow marks on your face
Like a Sunday breakfast
Between your little games and big battles
It was a love story like ours
Like a Sunday night's sleep
Whatever I do, it's not working
It's not like it used to be
Not making me laugh, not making me cry
No one like you
Whatever I do, it's not working
It's not like it used to be
Not making me laugh, not making me cry
No one like you
I watch you while you sleep, in your favorite state
Hair messy, pillow marks on your face
Like a Sunday breakfast
Between your little games and big battles
It was a love story like ours
Like a Sunday night's sleep
Whatever I do, it's not working
It's not like it used to be
Not making me laugh, not making me cry
No one like you
Whatever I do, it's not working
It's not like it used to be
Not making me laugh, not making me cry
No one like you
It has to end now, we both understand
Then why are we still crying, both of us?
Whatever I do, it's not working
It's not like it used to be
Not making me laugh, not making me cry
No one like you
Whatever I do, it's not working
It's not like it used to be
Not making me laugh, not making me cry
Not making me laugh, not making me cry
No one like you
Whatever I do, it's not working
It's not like it used to be
Not making me laugh, not making me cry
No one like you
Whatever I do, it's not working
It's not like it used to be
Not making me laugh, not making me cry
No one like you