Sunday Morning Call

Here's another Sunday morning call You hear your head-a-bangin' on the door Slip your shoes on and then out you crawl Into a day that couldn't give you more But what for And in your head do you feel What you're not supposed to feel? And you take what you want But you don't get it for free You need more time 'Cause your thoughts and words Won't last forever more And I'm not sure If it'll ever work out right But it's okay It's alright When you're lonely and you start to hear The little voices in your head at night You will only sniff away the tears So you can dance until the mornin' light At what price? And in your head do you feel What you're not supposed to feel? And you take what you want But you won't get it for free You need more time Because your thoughts and words Won't last forever more And I'm not sure If it'll ever work out right It's okay It's alright And in your head do you feel What you're not supposed to feel? And you take what you want But you won't get hope for free You need more time Because your thoughts and words Won't last forever more And I'm not sure If it'll ever, ever, ever work out right If it'll ever, ever, ever work out right Will it ever, ever, ever work out right?