( I. Hanson / T. Hanson / Z. Hanson )
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Good morning, I m alone
My drawer s on the shelf
Because my broken heart
Can t mend more of itself
Today your hope is gone
He took it when he left
Cos his promise to hold on
Never could be kept
Just pick up the phone and call me
When you find yourself alone just call me
I love the way I find
Your eyes to be so kind
And it s funny how they seem
To stare straight through me
So if you wake up today
Forgetting what you have
And find that you feel lost
I ll be your ticket back
