early in the morning
when my mind's so far away
i begin to ask questions
like i do everyday
like somebody's got to do it
does it have to be me
if nobody really cares
is it still a mystery
driving under morning sun
as busy as i am
through all the things i try to do
and all the things i can
sneaking in under radar
i'm driving into you
i'll do all of the things you want
i'll do all of the things you do
cause sometimes to get by
i believe in the lie
