When you wake up in the morning And can't seem to raise your head You sit staring in the teacup At the egg upon your bread And the life that you are living Doesn't seem to be quite real You have only what the lonely call the blues When you're feeling tired and weary With your eyes cast to the floor For a loved one who has left you On a bleak and distant shore You may think you're being picked on But you are not the first To have only what the lonely call the blues There are no rules to follow No advice to take You're the only one who can give Yourself a shake Someone will appear To dispel all your fear In a funny unexpected way Then you'll wake up in the morning With a smile upon your face And you'll look out on the world And see it is a happy place With no memory of misery You will soon forget You had only what the lonely call the bluesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
