Sarah
Mama
I’ve got a psychedelic attitude
Your red pyjamas never work to ease my solitude
The world is a lonely place, anyway
So if you’d like to stay, then stay
A little way longer, slip under the covers
Until the morning
Comes again
Sarah
Little lady
I’ve got a nervous way of saying things
Mother
Oh my
I miss her a lot more than anything
She never did like my face, anyway
So if you’d like to stay, then tell me
I’m falling in yearning
This radio is crying
Until the morning
Comes again
The world is a lonely place, anyway
So if you’d like to stay, then tell me
Until the morning
Comes again
Let the morning come again
Let the morning come again
Let the morning come again
Let the morning come again
Let the morning come again
Let the morning come again
Let the morning come again
Let the morning come again
Let the morning come again
Let the morning come again
Let the morning come again
Let the morning come again
Let the morning come again