New tune that came tonight...I dont have a daughter but I can imagine. You can tell her all you want to, But shes heard it all before. And you cant dissect her diary, cuz she doesnt keep it anymore. Shes got one wing out the window and one wing out the door. And In the morning ,in the morning, shell be home. You can beg for her to listen. You can beg for her to stay. Dont judge her disposition, Cuz shell just walk away. Shes got dancing shoes to break in, And shes kicking up her heels. And in the morning, in the morning...shell be home. You think youre going crazy. And possibly insane. When the girl who once held your hand. Is dancing out in the rain. Shes got hand who want to hold hers, Some youll never know... And in the morning, in the morning, shell be home. When you ask her how her night was, And she just looks away. Remember what it once was like, To just go out and play. When nights could not come fast enough, And to more was just another day... And in the morning, in the morning, you came home. In the morning, you came home.
Posted on: Fri, 12 Sep 2014 01:15:42 +0000
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