Here's another sunday morning call
You hear your head-a-bangin' on the door
Slip your shoes on and then out you crawl
Into a day that couldn't give you more
But what for
And in your head do you feel
What you're not supposed to feel
And you take what you want
But you don't get it for free
You need more time
'Cause your thoughts and words won't last forever more
And I'm not sure
If it'll ever work out right
But it's okay
It's all right
When you're lonely and you start to hear
The little voices in your head at night
You will only sniff away the tears
So you can dance until the mornin' light
At what price
And in your head do you feel
What you're not supposed to feel
And you take what you want
But you can't get hope for free
You need more time
Because your thoughts and words won't last forever more
And I'm not sure
If it'll ever ever ever work out right
If it'll ever ever ever work out right
Will it ever ever ever work out right
