Just Another Morning Here

The telephone is ringin’in the middle of the night
And I pull the bed clothes higher
Will it stop calling out if I turn on the light?
I’m afraid of these shadows here
'Cuz my past is truly frightening
And I’m afraid of the warmth in the down
Of a feathered heart in flight
It’s just another morning here (it's morning)
It’s just another morning here
It’s just another morning here (it's morning)
And it’s a miracle that it comes around
Every day of the year
The neighbors scream and their baby cries
I’m hiding in the corner
I won’t be them, pray I won’t be them one day
Maybe it’s just the breath of August
So hot upon my shoulder
Or an open window for a winged heart
To fly away
The telephone is ringin’in the middle of the night
I pull the bed clothes higher
Will it stop calling out if I turn on the light?
I’m afraid of these shadows here
'Cuz my past is truly frightening
And I’m afraid of the warmth in the down
Of a feathered heart in flight