A C#m Hereʼs another Sunday morning call A C#m You hear your head banging on the door A C#m You slip those shoes on and then out you crawl A C#m Into a day that couldnʼt give you more C# But what for? Chorus : F# C# And In your head, do you feel D#m G#m7 What youʼre not supposed to feel F# C# And you take, what you want E D#m C# But you donʼt get it for free F# C# You need, more time D#m G#m F# Coz your thoughts and words wonʼt last forever more C# But Iʼm not sure B G#m If it ever works out right C# But itʼs ok, itʼs alright A C#m When youʼre lonely and you start to hear A C#m The little voices in your head at night A C#m You will only sniff away the tears A C#m So you can dance until the morning light C# But at what price? Chorus. F# C# And In your head, do you feel D#m G#m7 What youʼre not supposed to feel F# C# And you take, what you want E D#m C# But you canʼt get hope for free F# C# You need, more time D#m G#m F# Coz your thoughts and words wonʼt last forever more C# But Iʼm not sure E B F# C# If it ever ever ever works out right E B F# C# If it ever ever ever works out right E B F# Coz it never never never works out right
