“COME THE MORNING” LISTENIN’ TO THE SOUNDS OF THE RIVER I RECALL SWEET TIMES LONG LONG GONE MOMENTS THAT I WISH I’D NEVER KNOWN ‘CAUSE NOW THEY SHADOW ME WHEN I’M ALONE COME THE MORNING I’LL TRY MY BEST TO AVERT MY EYES OUT OF THE WRECK BUT TONIGHT I’LL FEED THE JUKEBOX A HUNDRED TIMES JUST TO HEAR THE SONGS THAT SPEAK OF YOU AND I IT’S TOO DAMN TOUGH TO SEE YOU STILL AROUND AND TRY TO FIGURE OUT WHAT’S YOUR LIFE LIKE I USED TO LOOK AT YOU AND READ YOUR MIND BUT TODAY I’M TOO AFRAID OF THE REPLY COME THE MORNING I’LL TRY MY BEST TO AVERT MY EYES OUT OF THE WRECK BUT TONIGHT I’LL FEED THE JUKEBOX A HUNDRED TIMES JUST TO HEAR THE SONGS THAT SPEAK OF YOU AND I YOU LIVE THERE IN THE LAST DAY OF MY PAST ONE KNOWS HOW IT STARTS BUT NEVER HOW IT’LL END IF I HAD TO GO BACK AND MEET YOU AGAIN I WOULD SAY “HELLO” ANYWAY COME THE MORNING I’LL TRY MY BEST TO AVERT MY EYES OUT OF THE WRECK BUT TONIGHT I’LL FEED THE JUKEBOX A HUNDRED TIMES JUST TO HEAR THE SONGS THAT SPEAK OF YOU AND I JUST TO HEAR THE SONGS THAT SPEAK OF YOU AND I © 2012 Dave Santos