In the Morning

You call me up

In the middle of the night

See if I wanna get to where you're going

I came down

You were pushing pretty high

So now we're going back around again

At last call

You try to say

I never wanted this

Then I land

A couple little lines

And you lean in for a kiss

But in the morning, my thoughts

They get so cold

And in the morning, my thoughts

Remind it's old

Those nights that I love her

Well how could I leave her

When it brings me back home

It brings me back home

On those days that I need her

Why then would I leave her

When it brings me back home

It brings me back home

I wake up

And stumble through the night

I said I wasn't staying here

You blow me up

Can't seem to push it to the side

What the hell I think that I was doing?

I tried, I tried, I tried

But I'm losing it again

And there's still

Those moments when I think

It could work out in the end

But in the morning my thoughts

They get so cold

In the morning my thoughts

Remind it's old

Those nights that I love her

Well how could I leave her

When it brings me back home

It brings me back home

On those days that I need her

Why then would I leave her

When it brings me back home

It brings me back home

At times I was not sure

But I now see it clearer

It isn't my home

This isn't my home

I'm so sorry my lover

But I don't think that we were

Meant to be home

Meant to be home