I need a reason to get up /before I wash my face The junkies the Hookers the dealers the place Kickin' off my covers / trippin' off the fact That I haven't called my gramma in a long long time Standin in the shower/ for almost half an hour Tryin' to wake up/ and I'm lookin for the power Reachin' for the towel/ with soap in my eyes Dryin' off my shoulders / my chest and my thighs The next thing I know/ the telephone rings I hear my own voice /on the answering machine Please leave a message/ I'm glad ya called I listen for a voice /but there's nothin' at all Man oh Man I gotta kick the blues And pay respect where respect is due All praises to GOD the one I return to The one I can turn to When I'm feelin burned to the bone
(chorus) Early in the morn/ before I wash my face The bed is still warm but there's an empty space Easrly in the morn/ before I wash my face A hundred thousand miles is a lonely place
At six in the morning /she rolled outa bed Stared out the window/ and then she said That I wasn't her type... I think she's runnin outa types though...and I told her so. She picked up her things and walked through the door And then said that she couldn't see me no more Just as she was leaving /I asked her if she'd call She didn't look back / said nuttin at all I didn't change my clothes/ because they smell like you And when I took a shower it reminded me of you I called Gramma Brown/for advice It happened to me once/it happened to me twice Michael/ my son/ you sound really bugged I wish that you were here /so I could to you give A hug then she gave me/ a long, long talk She said "you have the patience /of ice on a sidewalk" When things get rough/ don't sweat it Sometimes in life you just have to let it And sing out a song / so strong That even a bad dream couldn't bring harm To the mind of a young childs battles Formed from the candle light shadows Her voice is like a whispering kiss on the forehead
(chorus) Early in the morn/ before I wash my face The bedisstill warmbut there's an empty space Early in the mornin/beforeIwashmy face A hundred thousand miles is a lonely place
In the last thirty minutes/before I fall asleep When I have said my prayers /and I have brushed my teeth This is the time /when I am forced to think about All of the things/ I been tryin to forget about The Bills, the phone, cleanin up my room The cars, the traffic, the speakers and the boom Alone I remember /the times with me and you And I realize my heart is shakin' up the room Gramma she would tell us /about the glory days And gramma she would tell us/ about when we were slaves In the livin' room/ pianos outa tune On top of it the pictures /of every bride and groom Child/ grand child /lost child Every single tear shed / every single smile 'cause everybodies got/ alota shit to deal with
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