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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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