Stan

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could
It'd all be grey But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad

My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I Got out of bed at all
The morning rain clouds up my window
And I can't see at all
And even if I could
It'd all be grey But your picture on my wall
It reminds me that it's not so bad
It's not so bad