Wake me in the morning
If morning comes at all
I can’t see you clearly
Because you’re make- believe
And I never paved the way
Or gave up much too late
The things I’ve never stood for
Will be up for debate

The love that’s in the air
Is floatin over here
And I make up for what I don’t see
With the things I hear
Tell me when you’re ready
To set everything free
I make up for what I don’t hear
With the things I see

I’ve got all these questions
That I’ve had all along
And I’ve got them figured out
And I’ve got them figured out
All figured out