In The Morning

On the roof we dance
Old records spin romance
Nose to nose, we sway
To Billie Holiday
In the morning
I miss you most

Drive to a mountain range
Read Shakespeare page by page
Pronounce each word out loud
To the coyotes, they will sound
In the morning
I miss you most

I walk the streets of Philly
Oh, these days are ordinary
I can't say that I'm not lonely
Well, today I am just only
Here without you
Around

I miss your silent stare
Your ears, your lips, your hair
I miss making you laugh
Cut me an orange half
In the morning
I miss you most

Oh, when do we get wise?
Oh, when do we get wiser?
Oh, when do we get wise?