In the Morning (Jones Norah)

I can't stop myself from calling Calling out your name I can't stop myself from falling Falling back again In the morning Baby, in the afternoon Dark like the shady corners Inside a violin Hot like to burn my lips I know I can't win In the morning Baby, in the afternoon I try to quit you but I'm too weak Waking up without you I can hardly speak at all My girlfriend tried to help me Get you off my mind She tried a little tea and sympathy To get me to unwind In the morning Baby, in the afternoon Funny how my favourite shirt Smells more like you than me Bitter traces left behind In stains no one can see In the morning Baby, in the afternoon You're gonna put me in an early grave I know I'm your slave whenever you call I can't stop myself from calling Calling out your name I can't stop myself from falling Falling back again Falling back again Falling back again Falling back again (Falling back again) (Falling back again) (Falling back again) Baby, in the afternoon (Falling back again) (Falling back again) In the morning