It’s so hard to get out of bed when your bones just don’t wanna move
Pull up the covers to hide from the sunlight bursting in my room
And the whistle’s calling my name again, saying Van get back to your job
Books, tape recorders, and a lack of sleep, my best friend is my coffee pot
There’s some reason for these days that I climb through
I just keep forgetting why
It’s something I decided one day
I wanna take care of you for life
The world’s lost its faith in me now but I can’t blame it for that
We make our own decisions you know, but don’t let “the world” hold you back
And there’s some reason for days like today
I think its some sort of sign
Nothing’s like living these days with you
Tomorrow’s not really on my mind
You don’t have to look so hard, girl
I’m pretty easy to find
It would complete everything for me
To put your hand in mine
And that’s the bottom line