Morning comes, alarms set at five
get up slow but still shutting my eyes
smell the scent of whiskey and romance
and you laying in the bed, is such a pretty sight
crumpled sheets are tainted, somewhat clean
i remember how i swim underneath the covers
with only cigarette breaks in between
talking got us going on again with one another
and how am i supposed to rest?
Im hearing your heart beat upon my chest
and that look in your eyes they simply suggest
we're still be a handful until we fall back to sleep
so let's hope for these walls to keep us safe
to hide our secrets while we uncover ourselves
and hope that in every inch of desire that we've fulfilled
would be enough to set away every ounce of guilt
but it never goes easy
love is lost when morning comes
when reality sinks in
we're gonna be rushing back into our lives
so here we are, I'm blowing smoke by the window on a chair
watching you get back to your dress and brush your hair
you've always been such a lady, I've always been impressed
i held you closely on those nights when you were my girl
but they must belong somewhere as i held you tightly as i could
like you are mine, though you're not at all.
