Cold In the Morning #2

It was fall in The garden When the lightning Started And the cold wind Of fortune Came circling And called you Under my Italian awning It's cold In the morning I recall Very well The first touch, An old motel And finger tips Held A promise The perfect world Ooh your body Warming In the cold, cold Morning I don't know at what i was Playing But i think of old friends i ended up Betraying I left for clear skies At the first sight of rain And i took even when Their loss was my gain Now storm clouds Are forming And it's cold In the morning You said it best The first night that we met You got problems you haven't figured out yet We never been wrong I thought i was strong But i can't live within The walls of your songs And you gave me Fair warning Now it's cold In the morning If tears could pierce You aren't around here any news And "you're all" i said I've heard all the years And my russian mouth Would curse you out FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING DOUCHEBAG Til i wore you down Til You Found out Who's crawling On the cold ass Morning Stayed up all night just to prove my love That i'm good and kind And wise enough And i don't need sleep And i don't needs buds And i am The woman You still dream of Though i'm tired And yawning You love Good story About my Italian awning The fall leaves Are falling The new day Keeps dawning But its coldest In the morning