Morning lyrics ( Lennon )
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Artist : Lennon Song : Morning
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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