One Too Many Mornings

Down the street the dogs are barking and the day is getting dark.
As the night comes in a-falling, all the dogs lose their bark
And the silent night is shattered by the sound inside my mind
I am one too many mornings. One too many mornings. One too many mornings and a
thousand miles behind
From the cross roads of my door step, my eyes, they start to fade
As I turn my head back to the room where my love and I have lain
As I gaze out to the street, to the sidewalk and the signs
I am one too many mornings. One too many mornings. One too many mornings and a
thousand miles behind
There’s a restless, hungry feeling that don’t mean no one no good.
Everything I’m saying, you can say it just as good
You are right from your side and I am right from mine
We’re both just one too many mornings. (Talk about) one too many mornings
One too many mornings and a thousand miles behind