Morning comes by the fluorescent light What a fright! And every line reminds you of what used to be Crawling back into bed You laugh, raise your head And say 'hey, do you remember me?'
Now that you're older and the mornings are colder And the lights are less forgiving Forgive me for living
The morning time was about to begin But then the fog rolled in Leaving stains across your fingers Now you're finding that it's not a game What a shame That beauty fades but reputation lingers (ch)
It's an emotional residue That washes over you Leaving everything much clearer Oh, it's not so bad What you had To face in the mirror (ch)