Up All Night

Every day that I, wake up in my room, sleeping, by the sink, in my father's suit Whitney, all the time, words have been misused, you open, up the drawer, to find a note or two I feel different, tonight, built my world around you And I've been up all night Every day that I, call you for a cup, of coffee and orange juice, something to fill me up Sitting, by the stairs, in a summer robe, I, can't complain, we watch the light alone I feel different, tonight, from these things I do I feel different, tonight, built my world around you And I've been up all night