Shut the bedroom window in the morning
Go to the shop, make plans to be leaving
In the morning
Thought I was sleeping, it was just a dream
An alley cat chewing on dead leaves
In the morning
Out of the dark and into the light
When the morning comes, I will be all right
When I leave, I try not to wake her
Tea and a toast to yesterday's capers
In the morning
She wrote my name on a red telephone box
When I got there, she'd already rubbed it off
In the morning
Out of the dark and into the light
When the morning comes, I will be all right
And all this time I've watched it change
But it's still the same
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
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