Tác giả : Foreigner
Người đăng : administrator, 14 năm trước
Out in the street it's 6 am, another sleepless night 
Three cups of coffee, but i can't clear my head from what went down last night 
No we won't have our own little ways, but somehow we keep it together 
You hear me talk, but you don't hear what i say, i guess it don't even matter 
 
Blue morning, blue day, won't you see things my way? 
Blue morning, can't you see what your love has done to me? 
 
I've always listened to your point of view, my ways are cut through men 
And i've always been a patient man, but my patience has reached its end 
You tell me you're leaving, you tell me goodbye 
You say you might send a letter 
Well honey don't telephone, cause i won't be alone 
I need someone to make me feel better 
 
Blue morning, blue day, won't you see things my way? 
Blue morning, can't you see what your love has done to me? 
 
Blue morning, blue day, won't you see things my way? 
Blue morning, can't you see what your love has done to me? 
 
Blue morning, blue morning 
Blue morning, blue morning 
Blue morning, blue morning 
Blue, blue, blue day, yeah