early in the morning

when my mind's so far away

i begin to ask questions

like i do everyday

like somebody's got to do it

does it have to be me

if nobody really cares

is it still a mystery

driving under morning sun

as busy as i am

through all the things i try to do

and all the things i can

sneaking in under radar

i'm driving into you

i'll do all of the things you want

i'll do all of the things you do

cause sometimes to get by

i believe in the lie