In The Morning

Norah Jones

I can't stop myself from calling 
calling out your name 
I can't stop myself from falling 
falling back again 
in the morning, 
Baby, in the afternoon 

Dark like the shady corner 
inside a violin 
Hot like to burn my lips 
I know I can't win 
in the morning 
Baby, in the afternoon 

I try to quit you but I'm too weak 
waking up without you 
I can hardly speak at all 

My girlfriend tried to help me 
get you off my mind 
She tried a little tea and sympathy 
to help me to unwind 
in the morning 
Baby, in the afternoon 

Funny how my favorite shirt 
smells more like you than me 
Bitter traces left behind 
in stains no one can see 
in the morning 
Baby, in the afternoon 

You're gonna put me in an early grave 
I know I'm your slave whenever you call 

I can't stop myself from calling 
calling out your name 
I can't stop myself from falling 
falling back again 
falling back again 
in the morning 
Baby, in the afternoon