作词 : Gramm, Jones

Out in the street  it's six am

Another sleepless night

Three cups of coffee but I can't clear my head
From what went down last night

I know we both have our own little ways
But somehow we keep it together

You hear me talk but you don't hear what I say
I guess it don't even matter

Blue morning  blue day  won't you see things my way

Blue morning  can't you see what your love has done to me

I've always listened to your point of view
My ways are cut through men

And I've always been a patient man
But my patience has reached it's end

You tell me you're leaving  you tell me goodbye

You say you might send a letter

Well honey don't telephone  'cause I won't be alone
I need someone to make me feel better

Blue morning  blue day  won't you see things my way

Blue morning  can't you see what your love has done to me

Blue morning  blue day  won't you see things my way

Blue morning  can't you see what your love has done to me
Blue morning  blue morning

Blue morning  blue morning

Blue morning  blue morning

Blue  blue  blue day  yeah