She wakes up, she finds herself sleeping in a doorway Wondering how she ever got that way She fights her tears away, then prays for no more sorrow Will tomorrow be the same as yesterday
She tasted from the tree of life which lead to hunger Now she wonders how she'll ever carry on She thinks about the life she knew when she was younger Heaven help her now those days are long since gone
She wakes up, she finds herself sleeping next to no one And it's no fun when there's no one's there to see She looks down at her feet, "my God, they sure look dirty 7:30, Time to be or not to be"
She cries out, "won't somebody listen to my story Mournin' glories aren't supposed to happen today She wakes up, she finds herself sleeping in a doorway Wondering how she ever got that way
