It's Just Another Morning Here

(albüm: Late Night Grande Hotel - 1991)

The telephone is ringing in the middle of the night
I pull the bed clothes higher
Will it stop calling out if I turn out the light?
I'm afraid of these shadows here
'Cause my past is truly frightening
And I'm afraid of the warmth in the down
Of a feathered heart in flight

It's just another morning here (it's morning)
It's just another morning here
It's just another morning here (it's morning)
And it's a miracle what it comes around
Everyday of the year

The neighbors scream and their baby cries
I'm hiding in the corner
I won't be them, pray I won't be them one day
Maybe it's just the breath of August
So hot upon my shoulders
Or the open window for the winged heart
To fly away
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