| Lyrics: | Going back in the morning time to see if my love has changed her mind, yeah.
Going back in the
morning time to see if my love has changed her mind, yeah.
I know what I will find: That she is
wasting time.
She could be picking roses.
Going back in the morning time to see if
my love has seen the light, yeah.
Going back in the morning time to see if my love has seen the
light, yeah.
Oh, I told her last night she should improve her sight.
She could be painting
the roof.
Going back in the morning time to see if my love has come around,
yeah.
Going back in the morning time to see if my love has come around, yeah.
She offered
me no sign. Her head is in the ground.
She could be calling for winter |
