文本歌词

Morning (Live) - Lennon
The feeling of coming to no one there
You rip off my clothes as you rip off my life
Destroyed my world in a matter of words
You left me waiting you left me deciding
You left me waiting
You left me waiting
I hear a knock at the door
And I don't care he's not there anymore
This sound is driving me insane
And d**n it nothing's going my way
We're at the point of talking about the morning
Trying to decide who's going to go
I think you forgot whose bed you slept in
And who's going home
I'm running through the forest by myself
I'm walking over oceans to you
Hey ma I'm walking on water
And god I think I'm your son
At the point of talking about the morning
Trying to decide who's going to go
I think you forgot whose bed you slept in
And who's going home
Don't stand there looking at me
Don't stand there looking through me
Take your clothes and I'll open the door
Looking around you don't live here anymore
Don't know what I can do for you
Not sure what I can be for you
Over some table in someone else's kitchen
Someone's talking but no one wants to listen
We're at the point of talking about the morning
Trying to decide who's going to go
I think you forgot whose bed you slept in
And who's going home