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First thing in the morning, sleepy
I the directory and started to dial
as experienced as I wanted to look
Though it was my time

You were still lying in my bed
And said it made you so bad
I said, "Don't worry, should you do instead
Sit to me holding my hand"

if something really grew in me
Some hours that night? How ironically
And still that is what it is all about
We did what we were to do

All sorrow, all this pain
Just one thing
Come tomorrow, come
Still about one

I was taking these pills with a pride
Although they made and faint
Like I already knew would be no next time
I the most of what remained

I I wished something was still there
When I to be sure
Seems I could have paid any pain in my despair
To tell you you couldn't ignore

if something really grew in me
Some hours that night? How ironically
And still that is just it is all about
We did what we were to do

All sorrow, all this pain
about one thing
Come tomorrow, today
Just one thing

All this pleasure, all joy
Just about one
All these words and all songs
Just about one