Call me in the morning

You’ve gone to bed without me once more,
turned away and shut the bedroom door.
I’ve stayed up so late and watched TV
for why should I pretend you see?

There are many places
where I fear to tread,
there are many things
better left unsaid.

Call me in the morning
and it may be too late.
I just can’t wait
all night for the dawning
of yet another day,
to be on my way.

I walk around with you on my mind,
sad to say I’m sure that I will find
rivers of darkness here in my heart,
knowing it’s time for us to part.

There are many places
where I fear to tread,
there are many things
better left unsaid.

Call me in the morning
and it may be too late.
I just can’t wait
all night for the dawning
of yet another day,
to be on my way.

Call me in the morning
and it may be too late.
I just can’t wait
all night for the dawning
of yet another day,
to be on my way.

To be on my way.

Copyright Keith Ames