Woke up this morning with my head in my hands
and my sandy eyes.
Poured myself some coffee,
faded off to bed never get ahead.


And when I hear you call my name.
Well I fear that my life will never be the same.
And when I hear you call my name,
well I'll be okay again.

Living changed back when you said goodbye,
I didn't want to cry.
Memories of who I was when you were around
just get me down.

And when my thoughts are of you
I feel I'm living in the past.
All the traits I've borrowed from you,
seem to be real at last.


And when I hear you call my name.
Well I fear that my life will never be the same.
And when I hear you call my name,
well I'll be okay again.

Woke up this morning with my head in my hands
and my sandy eyes.