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Daryl Hall & John Oates – When The Morning Comes lyrics
I went downtown to see my lady
She stood me up and I stood there waiting
It'll be all right when the morning comes
Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair
I've got nowhere to go, I can go anywhere
It'll be all right when the morning comes
Just in passing, I'm not asking that you be anyone but you
When you come home, try to come home alone
It's so much better with two
Now I'm out in the cold and I'm getting old
Standing here waiting on you
It'll be all right when the morning comes
When the morning comes
When the morning comes
Just in passing, I'm not asking that you be anyone but you
When you come home, try to come home alone
It's so much better with two
Now I'm out in the cold and I'm getting old
Standing here waiting on you
It'll be all right when the morning comes
When the morning comes
It'll be all right when the morning comes
When the morning comes
She stood me up and I stood there waiting
It'll be all right when the morning comes
Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair
I've got nowhere to go, I can go anywhere
It'll be all right when the morning comes
Just in passing, I'm not asking that you be anyone but you
When you come home, try to come home alone
It's so much better with two
Now I'm out in the cold and I'm getting old
Standing here waiting on you
It'll be all right when the morning comes
When the morning comes
When the morning comes
Just in passing, I'm not asking that you be anyone but you
When you come home, try to come home alone
It's so much better with two
Now I'm out in the cold and I'm getting old
Standing here waiting on you
It'll be all right when the morning comes
When the morning comes
It'll be all right when the morning comes
When the morning comes
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