Early morning
The crows are calling
I left myself on the other side
Now Im waiting for something
To get me out of anything
Or whatever kind of mess I got myself in again
Dawn again
And the funny thing is
You never know how good you got it
Until it goes bad
So babe dont get mad
Dont let it fly this time
Im only trying to be your friend
Early warnings
The funeral mourners
Are putting on their stuff to get together
For that same old dance
When its someones last
Dont let it fly this time
Im only trying to be your friend
I give you days and days and days and Im
Only trying to be your friend