In The Morning.!
Know that, my back's to the wall and I'm facing, the black old shawl
When you call me, I have started to fall
And I ain't gonna rush
So listen, I can't complain, for with out you, he's lost all his shame, and forever, I'm gonna blame the limp, the fair, and the tall
Hopeless has gone un answered
I can't be your romancer oh no
Hold me without affection
You're in need of some direction I'm sure
So see me, I won't be known as your folly, or your temper tantrum in your old age, as you cry to the sun, see I ain't gonna chase you
So near me, you may embrace, your captive, with the look on his face of mercy, will you trace the fear back to your mansion..
Hopeless has gone un answered
I can't be your romancer oh no
Hold me without affection
You're in need of some direction I'm sure
Foreign slumber, man ain't you feelin old
See with your sisters lumber, it's strikes you cold I'm told
I can't stand to chase you
Hands out to embrace you
I'm quite cold, so I'm told
So stand back, back from the ring
Which you hail from, and drowned in the sink
For your pastor had fabrics of mink and no one could replace them
So come on down to the street
Where they're calling, to take back your seat,
Well good morning, now get on your feet and walk until your running.
Hopeless has gone un answered
I can't be your romancer oh no
Hold me without affection
You're in need of some direction I'm sure