In the morning
In the morning
I see you
In bed next to me
With peaceful eyes and cynical smile
And your dreams
Which are larger than I can see
And I start falling back
On my memories
These twisted and distorted allocations
Of imaginary
And devil dealings
Why do you love me
With my false senses
Call it fate or call it what you will
My emptiness is a sign of life
Sign of life
Sign of Life
Well it's not normal
For me to wait to cum
But I'll do it for ya
If you want me to
I can be real for you
Oh these silly notions that used to be true
But now I'm fronting from the sidelines
Why I do love you
With my false senses
Call it fate or call it what you will
My emptiness is a sign of life
There's no signs
There's no signs
There's no signs
In the morning
In the morning