Out in the street it's 6 am, another sleepless nightThree cups of coffee, but I can't clear my head from what went down last nightNo we won't have our own little ways, but somehow we keep it togetherYou hear me talk, but you don't hear what I say, I guess it don't even matterBlue morning, blue day, won't you see things my way?Blue morning, can't you see what your love has done to me?I've always listened to your point of view, my ways are cut through menAnd I've always been a patient man, but my patience has reached its endYou tell me you're leaving, you tell me goodbyeYou say you might send a letterWell honey don't telephone, cause I won't be aloneI need someone to make me feel betterBlue morning, blue day, won't you see things my way?Blue morning, can't you see what your love has done to me?Blue morning, blue day, won't you see things my way?Blue morning, can't you see what your love has done to me?Blue morning, blue morningBlue morning, blue morningBlue morning, blue morningBlue, blue, blue day, yeah
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