Lennon. 5:30 Saturday Morning. Morning. Zeneszám

Verse:
The feeling of coming to no one there
You rip off my clothes as you rip off my life
Destroyed my world in a matter of words
You left me waiting, you left me undeciding
You left me waiting, you left me waiting

I hear a knock at the door
And I don't care who's not there anymore
This sound is driving me insane
And damn it nothing's going my way

Chorus:
We're at the point of talking about the morning
Trying to decide who's going to go
I think you forgot whose bed you slept in
And who's going home

Verse:
I'm running through the forest by myself
I'm walking over oceans to you
Hey ma, I'm walking on water
Hey God, I think I'm your son
Oh God, I must be your

Chorus:

Bridge:
Don't stand there looking at me
Don't stand there looking through me
Just take your clothes and I'll open the door
Looking around, you don't live here anymore

Verse:
I don't know what I can do for you
I'm not sure what I can be for you
Over some table in someone else's kitchen
Someone's talking but no one wants to listen

Chorus:
They're??.