Sunday Morning Call (Acoustic) (Standing on the Shoulder of Giants)
Here's another sunday morning call You hear your head a-bangin' on the door Slip your shoes on and then out you crawl Into a day that couldn't give you more But what for?
And in your head do you feel What you're not supposed to feel? And you take what you want But you don't get it for free You need more time Cos your thoughts and words won't last forever more But I'm not sure if it'll ever work out right
But it's ok...it's all right
When you're lonely and you start to hear The little voices in your head at night You will only sniff away the tears And you can dance until the morning light At what price?
And in your head do you feel What you're not supposed to feel? And you take what you want But you don't get it for free You need more time Cos your thoughts and words won't last forever more But I'm not sure if it'll ever work out right
But it's ok...it's all right
And in your head do you feel What you're not supposed to feel? And you take what you want But you don't get hope for free You need more time Cos your thoughts and words won't last forever more But I'm not sure if it'll ever ever ever work out right Will it ever ever ever work out right? Will it ever ever ever work out right?