Bill Ryder-Jones
By Morning I
By the morning I
Barely knew my name
I had half the things I wanted
I had half the things I'd gained
By the evening tide
I don't understand
I'd love to know just what it feels like
Without indifference it had
Could you keep a promise?
For just seven days
And be grateful for it
As that's all, you could take
In the morning light
You don't look the same
I hate the way you are so different
I hate the way I'm not the same
And to passing life
I gave too much time
Have I taken you for granted?
I need to find which thoughts are mine
Could you be more honest?
For just seven days
And be grateful for it
As that's all it would take