In My Head

Morning something about the way you look in the morning Throw away all of your plans they're no longer important Just for a moment you're mine you're mine Softly the sun breaks through the windows of you're daydreams And suddenly I feel as though I am finally lucky That I can call you mine you're mine Flowers on a Sunday Breakfast lying in my bed Seems the grass is always greener On this side of the fence Written notes that say I miss you Left outside on my doorstep Got nothing to do lately but think of you in my head Lately it's hard to tell where to go if you're not there to guide me And fighting with you always ends when we finish the whiskey Feel like I'm close to you Can't sleep used to you laying by my side taking up all the bedsheets And God know I would never ever let you slip between my fingers no Think I'm falling all over again again Flowers on a Sunday Breakfast lying in my bed Seems the grass is always greener On this side of the fence Written notes that say I miss you Left outside on my doorstep Got nothing to do lately but think of you in my head On a Sunday lying in my bed Always greener on this side of the fence Written notes that say I miss you Left outside on my doorstep Got nothing to do lately but think of you in my head