Picture This — This Morning

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Do you love me?
Or do you just hate being alone?
And are you hurting?
Why must you be so cold?
Why are you like this?
Is it because of what happened before?
It must be priceless
Being loved in the dark

Can you tell me now?
What am I to do?
Can you show me how?
How to make it true?
Because this morning
I woke up next to you
And I was falling
But I guess it just fell through

Oh this morning
I turned to look at you
But you were gone and
I just don’t know what to do

And do I love you?
Or do I just hate being alone?
Does it hurt you?
Hearing me be this cold?
Why am I like this?
Is it because of what happened before?
It must be priceless
Being loved in the dark
Being loved in the dark

‘Cause this morning
I woke up next to you
And I was falling
But I guess it just fell through
Oh this morning
I turned to look at you
But you were gone and
I just don’t know what to do
And I was falling
Oh this morning

The late nigth talks, the off stage calls, the shoulder every time
The summer walks, and we’ve thought of all we’ve left behind
There’s nothing
Now but distance
How did we end Up this way?
We can try to fix this but
I think It’s far too late
I think It’s far too late

‘Cause this morning
I woke up next to you
And I was falling
But I guess it just fell through
Oh this morning
I turned to look at you
But you were gone and
I just don’t know what to do
And I was falling
Oh this morning