9 a.m. again in the morning
I've got my things to do
I cannot let myself be weak
I cannot cry myself to sleep
In the morning I forget I'm missing you
But somehow at 10 in the morning
I tell myself I'm fine
I cannot let myself be weak
I cannot cry myself to sleep
In the morning it's much easier to lie
It's at night when I've got
Nothing else to do
It's at night I go out
Hoping I'll find you
And I wonder who you're with in the morning
I'm sure you're not alone
But I can't let myself be weak
I cannot cry myself to sleep
In the morning I can't sit here by the phone

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