Song Length |
4:23 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Composed, Poignant |
Subject |
Loneliness, Dysfunctional Relations |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
The first taste a shudder of sweetness, a beautiful pain
A little restrained, till you're on a roll
You call it a kind of emergency room for your soul
Cause when you were young you never thought you'd be this old
You and your mistress, you stay up every night
Out of sight, empty glasses stand guard
As the sun rises you stumble out to the yard
While mockingbirds play chicken in front of your car
My, my so unwise
Baby, I tell ya, the morning does not suit your eyes
I know I don't understand her pull on you
But when she's through, empty and gone
You'll strike at the air and spin 'til you can't hold on
Then call out my name, call out my name around dawn
My, my so unwise
Baby, I tell ya, the morning does not suit your eyes
And if I let you back in my life there's a cost
Every bone in my body says baby you gotta lost
Every inch of my skin wants to pull you back to bed
Wants to drink up your sweat
My, my so unwise
My, my so unwise
My, my so unwise
Baby, I tell ya, the morning does not suit your eyes
Baby, I tell ya, the morning does not suit your eyes
Baby, I tell ya, the morning does not suit your eyes