Quiet but for the sneezes and feet upon wooden floor
another woken, heard noises when opening the door,
little one sleeping still in distance a faint magpies song
Sunday morning in the suburbs while resting all along.

Upon blazing skies see an aeroplane in distance score
quiet but for the sneezes and feet upon wooden floor,
Sunday morning in the suburbs while resting all along
pause in a days welcoming rays as sleepy eyes belong.

Clouds dancing in the horizon a growing tide is strong
Sunday morning in the suburbs while resting all along,
quiet but for the sneezes and feet upon wooden floor,
a moment seeking company while still a presence raw.

Sunday morning in the suburbs while resting all along.
a stirring in bedrooms now as to calls here find belong,
nothing like a day with kids when no surprises in store,
quiet but for the sneezes and feet upon wooden floor.