in the stars benson boone

4. . * = single strum [Verse 1] G D Em Sunday mornings were your favorite G Bm Em I used to meet you down on Woodscreek road G D Em You did your hair up like you were famous Am G D Even though it's only church where we were going G Bm Em Now Sunday mornings, I just sleep in G Bm Em It's like I've buried my faith with you G Bm Em I'm screaming ... the way to protect the lovable you