| Song | Every Other Sunday Morning |
| Artist | The Wind and The Wave |
| Album | From The Wreckage |
| We’re losing faith in one another | |
| I’m losing hope for better days | |
| You wanna know how to fix it seven years a little late | |
| You can’t measure sadness by your sorrow | |
| You’re counting drops of heavy rain | |
| Forever crawling out from under all the rubble, all the pain | |
| I can’t remember why we were fighting | |
| I can’t remember what made you mad | |
| But I’m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you, for you | |
| Dressing up on Sunday morning | |
| Every other one’s the same | |
| We sing divided hallelujah. There’s gotta be a better way. | |
| And I can’t remember why we were fighting | |
| I can’t remember what made you mad | |
| But I’m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you, for you. | |
| Oh sweet forgiveness, sweet forgiveness | |
| I can’t tell you how to fix it. | |
| I can’t tell you when I gave up. | |
| But I’m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you. |
| We' re losing faith in one another | |
| I' m losing hope for better days | |
| You wanna know how to fix it seven years a little late | |
| You can' t measure sadness by your sorrow | |
| You' re counting drops of heavy rain | |
| Forever crawling out from under all the rubble, all the pain | |
| I can' t remember why we were fighting | |
| I can' t remember what made you mad | |
| But I' m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you, for you | |
| Dressing up on Sunday morning | |
| Every other one' s the same | |
| We sing divided hallelujah. There' s gotta be a better way. | |
| And I can' t remember why we were fighting | |
| I can' t remember what made you mad | |
| But I' m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you, for you. | |
| Oh sweet forgiveness, sweet forgiveness | |
| I can' t tell you how to fix it. | |
| I can' t tell you when I gave up. | |
| But I' m running out that old sweet forgiveness for you. |