[Verse 1] Sitting in the garden as the Sunday goes down Tea getting colder on the arm of the chair Feet in the grass All the noise in my head Finally thinning out in the late-summer air [Chorus] Let the day fade out Let the sky turn brown-blue All the little worries drift further from view If tomorrow comes rushing like a runaway town I'll be sitting in the garden as the Sunday goes down [Verse 2] Neighbors in the distance Clinking plates Saying grace Wind flips a page in the book on my knees Phone face down on the table by the gate For once every message can wait there for me [Chorus] Let the day fade out Let the sky turn brown-blue All the little worries drift further from view If tomorrow comes rushing like a runaway town I'll be sitting in the garden as the Sunday goes down [Bridge] Maybe I don't need all the answers right now (right now) Maybe being here is enough somehow Crickets start a choir at the edge of this house While the colors in the clouds slowly quietly drown [Chorus] Let the day fade out Let the sky turn brown-blue All the little worries drift further from view If tomorrow comes rushing like a runaway town I'll be sitting in the garden as the Sunday goes down Yeah I'll be sitting in the garden as the Sunday goes down
