Jay Struthers Morning Sun
Conviently your sleeping while I pack my things
In the early hours I will be gone
Maybe we'll see again in thirty days or so
I hope you've enjoyed
Our waste of time
Never want to here your voice
Dance upon my ears again
Morning sun spills upon your face
and I break the day with a glorious smile
It rips my ####### guts apart when your cold towards me
I can see it in your eyes you will let this die