Morning Sun - The Happy Mess

Black coffee and cigarettes
Newspapers and no regrets
It's my new new kind of morning sun
Morning sun
Morning sun
This morning is freezing again
Black clouds and heavy rain
My bed It's so empty now
Learning how to fly
Learning how to smile
Learning how to dream again
It's a story you never end
You come and go to understand
What you really really really feel
I could try
I could try
I could try
Pushing high
Pushing high
Pushing high
But I feel so stuck my pride so f**k
I could try
I could try
I could try
Pushing high
Pushing high
Pushing high
But I feel so stuck my pride so f**k
And I want to be just fine
Feel the rain in my face in my hands
With no worries about this game
We use to play
And I want to be just fine
Feel the rain in my face in my hands
With no worries about this game
We use to
I could try
I could try
I could try
Pushing high
Pushing high
Pushing high
But I feel so stuck my pride so f**k
I could try
I could try
I could try
Pushing high
Pushing high
Pushing high
But I feel so stuck my pride so f**k
Morning Sun - The Happy Mess