this morning

i heard your voice say good morning,
from your living room to the bedroom
and yesterday's goodnight seemed so far away
I hardly remember what you had to do to get me to stay.

You're standing here and my head's spinning,
I feel like i could be sick, you feel like singing.
And your lips are already all over me,
your pretty face is close to mine,
and this morning, this morning, this morning,
i'm surprised we're both okay
i'm surprised we're both fine.

i heard your voice say last night was different
from the bedroom to the bathroom
and i can't tell you,
if i feel terrible, or if i feel really good