[Chorus]
Were the nights any sweeter
The mornings any cooler, when she was here?
Or was the mind grown accustomed
To hearing ''Good morning Dear''?

[Verse 1]
Should I still feel all the sunshine?
That remembering brings to mind with my thoughts of her?
Lord, we both know things could never be the way they were

[Verse 2]
Her little girl illusions
Built the wall of confusion between right and wrong

[Verse 3]
That stands between her
And the dream I had cherished so long

[Verse 4]
Now faded and tattered
Once all that mattered when she was here

[Verse 5]
And a mind grown accustomed
To hearing ''Good morning dear''
[Chorus]
Were the nights any sweeter?
The mornings any cooler, when she was here?
Or was the mind grown accustomed
To hearing ''Good morning Dear''?