The morning comes with such pain,

But it’s nothing like Tthe dose I get when it’s night

And I can’t help but wondering just what it is.

Ain’t I living my life right

The cigarettes I’m smoking don’t realize,

Nor does the glass from which I drink

For how are they to know just

Just what it is to be a man about to sink

Ooooh no - it’s not my time to go

Ooooh no - before I go, I’ve got to show…something

The light keeps gettin dimmer,

Hey, but what’s that to me?

The morning comes with each night

A voice keeps callin’ my name so loud and so clear

I’ll pretend I’m not here

Ooooh no - it’s not my time to go

Ooooh no - before I go I’ve got to show..

No I can’t go yet, no, I’ve something to do

And it might take a bit more time

The time it takes to get up and walk out the door

And see the world as before

Ooooh no - it’s not my time to go

Ooooh no - before I go I’ve got to show…something