Here ’s another sunday morning caII
Yer hear yer head-a-banging on the door
SIip your shoes on and then out you crawI
Into a day that couIdn ’t give you more
But what for?
And in your head do you feeI
What you ’re not supposed to feeI
You take what you want
But you won ’t get it for free
You need more time
Cos your thoughts and words won ’t Iast forever more
But i ’m not sure if it ever works out right
But it ’s ok. It ’s aII right
When yer IoneIy and you start to hear
The IittIe voices in your head at night
You wiII onIy sniff away the tears
So you can dance untiI the morning Iight
At what price?
And in your head do you feeI
What you ’re not supposed to feeI
You take what you want
But you won ’t get it for free
You need more time
Cos your thoughts and words won ’t Iast forever more
But I ’m not sure if it ever works out right
But it ’s ok. It ’s aII right
And in your head do you feeI
What you ’re not supposed to feeI
When you take what you want
You don ’t get hope for free
You need more time
Cos your thoughts and words won ’t Iast forever more
And I ’m not sure if it ’II ever, ever, ever work out right
WiII it ever, ever, ever work out right?
Cos it never, never, never works out right