Return to sender, return to sender Return to sender, address unknown She wrote upon it No such number, no such zone I gave a letter to the postman, he put it his sack Bright in early next morning, he brought my letter back We had a quarrel, a lover's

I believe they can take anything from me But they can't succeed in taking my inner peace They can say all they want to say about me But I'm gonna carry on Oh, yeah, oh huh I woke up this morning with a smile on my face Nobody's gonna bring me down today

The people found the mountain, Climbed up from that hole in the ground We'd look around until we find, we find Through the cracks in the sky And threatened to fall, And we'll be just fine, and we'll be just fine. Still I don't believe, I don't believe.

I.O.I.I.I.I.I.O.I.O. But she went back down the river Just when I thought I could be strong You know I love getting up in the morning When the sun first strikes the trees All the morning birds that sing above Still bring back memories

I just wanna cry, I just wanna cry for the world When a girl can't be herself no more Sing, sing, sing, why, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh? 'Cause when a girl can't be herself no more In the morning from the minute that I wake up What if I don't want to put on all

Good morning Haha, wake your mother fucking asses up Yo what is the what? Well come on then, you know what time it is Stop sleeping on my roof bitch! For whatever it's worth it's worth me having my ass whipped 'Cause I'ma have the last lift that ever

On the side of the freeway in the car Hey Mr. Jack Hey where you at? Put your hands up Get out of the car Fuck you pig Seven a.m. morning Came to take us away

Well, now it getting, Late on into the evening and I feel like, like blowing my home. When I woke up this morning all I, I had was gone. Now it getting, Late on into the evening, man now, I feel like, like blowing my home. Well now, woke up this morning,

When we're tangled up and can't resist When we feel that rush, that's where it is In a midnight talk, in a morning kiss When I'm in your arms, that's where it is That's where it is In the circles I've been running I've covered many miles And I could

I'm thinking 'bout coming home, babe I'm thinking 'bout coming home I love you in the morning when the blood runs to your cheeks Babe, you are the first thing and the last thing that I'd see I was just a boy striking matches upon your heart I couldn't