In The Morning — Norah Jones

I can't stop myself from calling

Calling out your name

I can't stop myself from falling

Falling back again

In the morning

Baby, in the afternoon

Dark like the shady corners

Inside a violin

Hot like to burn my lips

I know I can't win

In the morning

Baby, in the afternoon

I try to quit you but I'm too weak

Waking up without you

I can hardly speak at all

My girlfriend tried to help me

Get you off my mind

She tried a little tea and sympathy

To get me to unwind

In the morning

Baby, in the afternoon

Funny how my favourite shirt

Smells more like you than me

Bitter traces left behind

In stains no one can see

In the morning

Baby, in the afternoon

You're gonna put me in an early grave

I know I'm your slave whenever you call

I can't stop myself from calling

Calling out your name

I can't stop myself from falling

Falling back again

Falling back again

Falling back again

Falling back again

Baby, in the afternoon

In the morning