Sundays in the South

So many Sundays since I've seen you It's been a while since I said a prayer But I won't pretend I don't take Belmont And kinda wish I'd see you there Wish you were honest when you called me Wish I'd been honest from the start It's like you're treading on my fingers When I'm here hanging from your heart I just wanna fall asleep I just wanna fall asleep In your arms In your arms You moved all the way to New York City You heard that it gets colder there Look I'm not asking you to stay here with me Know enough to know you're scared It seems we're gonna spend forever Waiting for someone to go first I never thought I'd end up down here But bless your heart, it ain't the worst I just wanna fall asleep I just wanna fall asleep In your arms In your arms