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