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Lennon
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Morning
Lyricist:Bob Marley, Clement S. Dodd
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 understanding 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
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 is going home
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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
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 is going home
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
I don't know what I can do for you I'm not sure what I can be for you And over some table in someone else's kitchen Someone's talking but no one wants to listen
They'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 is going home
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