Sunny Sunday Mill Valley Groove Day Lyrics - Honeycomb - Frank Black

When there's nothing left to say 

And all the clouds have faded away 

And my mind wanders out there 

Across the bay 

Just to be there in the morning 

With the sun coming through the trees 

Well you know 

There ain't no place I'd rather be 

Sunday sunny Mill Valley groove day 

You can feel the magic in the air 

And when it's over 

And the clover has left the mountainside 

You'll be king of what you survive 

Sunday sunny Mill Valley groove day 

You will have a wonderful time up there 

And when it's over 

And the clover has left the mountainside 

You'll be king of what you survive 

When there's nothing left to say 

And all the clouds have faded away 

And my mind wanders out there 

Across the bay 

Just to be there in the morning 

With the sun coming through the trees 

Well you know 

There ain't no place I'd rather be