Lyrics

It's a little cold under my feet on the sidewalk
I should get my slippers and sit with my neighbors
over coffee at the bus stop.
I have an open concept kitchen
with a view of my breath in the air.



Ahhh the morning, I could get out of bed for you.
But what of me when you leave
and I'm standing in the middle of the afternoon,
in a housecoat with an empty cup.



It's a long, long walk to the shower, I wish I could
awake to morning dew as if black morning
were really a part of you.
I'll sleep in a bed of grass tonight,
embrace it and sleep till noon.



Ahhh the morning, I could get out of bed for you.
But what of me when you leave
and I'm standing in the middle of the afternoon,
in a housecoat with an empty cup.