In the Morning (Live from the Desert)
You call me up
In the middle of the night
See if I wanna get to where you're going
I came down
You were pushing pretty high
So now we're going back around again
At last call
You try to say
I never wanted this
Then I land
A couple little lines
And you lean in for a kiss
But in the morning, my thoughts
They get so cold
And in the morning, my thoughts
Remind it's old
Those nights that I love her
Well how could I leave her
When it brings me back home
It brings me back home
On those days that I need her
Why then would I leave her
When it brings me back home
It brings me back home
I wake up
And stumble through the night
I said I wasn't staying here
You blow me up
Can't seem to push it to the side
What the hell I think that I was doing?
I tried, I tried, I tried
But I'm losing it again
And there's still
Those moments when I think
It could work out in the end
But in the morning my thoughts
They get so cold
In the morning my thoughts
Remind it's old
Those nights that I love her
Well how could I leave her
When it brings me back home
It brings me back home
On those days that I need her
Why then would I leave her
When it brings me back home
It brings me back home
At times I was not sure
But I now see it clearer
It isn't my home
This isn't my home
I'm so sorry my lover
But I don't think that we were
Meant to be home
Meant to be home
In the middle of the night
See if I wanna get to where you're going
I came down
You were pushing pretty high
So now we're going back around again
At last call
You try to say
I never wanted this
Then I land
A couple little lines
And you lean in for a kiss
But in the morning, my thoughts
They get so cold
And in the morning, my thoughts
Remind it's old
Those nights that I love her
Well how could I leave her
When it brings me back home
It brings me back home
On those days that I need her
Why then would I leave her
When it brings me back home
It brings me back home
I wake up
And stumble through the night
I said I wasn't staying here
You blow me up
Can't seem to push it to the side
What the hell I think that I was doing?
I tried, I tried, I tried
But I'm losing it again
And there's still
Those moments when I think
It could work out in the end
But in the morning my thoughts
They get so cold
In the morning my thoughts
Remind it's old
Those nights that I love her
Well how could I leave her
When it brings me back home
It brings me back home
On those days that I need her
Why then would I leave her
When it brings me back home
It brings me back home
At times I was not sure
But I now see it clearer
It isn't my home
This isn't my home
I'm so sorry my lover
But I don't think that we were
Meant to be home
Meant to be home
Credits
Writer(s): Case Shannon
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