Текст песни Blue Morning, Blue Day, Foreigner
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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 |