- Votes:
- Composers:
- Murphy
- John
 
- Tags:
- alternative
- female vocalist
- rol1
- singer songwriter
 
- See also:
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 understanding
 You left me waiting, you left me waiting
 I hear a 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 sonLennon - Morning - http://motolyrics.com/lennon/morning-lyrics.html
 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
 And over some table in someone else's kitchen
 Someone's talking but no one wants to listen
 They'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











