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Lennon - Morning lyrics
The feeling of coming to no one there You rip off my clothes as you rip off my life Destroyed my world in a matter of words You left me waiting, you left me undeciding You left me waiting, you left me waiting I hear the knock at the door And I don't care who's not there anymore This sound is driving me insane And damn it nothing's going my way We're at the point of talking about the morning Trying to decide who's going to go I think you forgot whose bed you slept in And who is going home I'm running through the forest by myself I'm walking over oceans to you Hey ma, I'm walking on water Hey God, I think I'm your son We're at the point of talking about the morning Trying to decide who's going to go I think you forgot whose bed you slept in And who is going home Don't stand there looking at me Don't stand there looking through me Just take your clothes and I'll open the door Looking around, you don't live here anymore I don't know what I can do for you I'm not sure what I can be for you Over some table in someone else's kitchen Someone's talking but no one wants to listen We're at the point of talking about the morning Trying to decide who's going to go I think you forgot whose bed you slept in And who is going home |
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