A sky as black as regret Is rolling aside for the blue Impossible face to forget These feelings belong in a zoo
She brings the morning She, she brings the morning sun
So lost in the sound of her voice I don't even hear the words When she says, come on get out The past will find us out Come on get out please And don't breathe a word
She brings the morning She, she brings the morning sun
But all this an imagined affair While sitting in a bar spilling in a bar I drink until the doorman is a Christmas tree And my speech is just a gas leak
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