Going back in the morning time to see if my love has changed her mind, yeah.
Going back in the morning time to see if my love has changed her mind, yeah.
I know what I will find: That she is wasting time.
She could be picking roses.
Going back in the morning time to see if my love has seen the light, yeah.
Going back in the morning time to see if my love has seen the light, yeah.
Oh, I told her last night she should improve her sight.
She could be painting the roof.
Going back in the morning time to see if my love has come around, yeah.
Going back in the morning time to see if my love has come around, yeah.
She offered me no sign. Her head is in the ground.
She could be calling for winter
|