Another co-write with Jon Kolden.

You’re not listening to a word I’m saying
So I’m gonna shut my mouth
And just say goodnight
Sleep is the only thing that can free me
From the harsh words
Of another fight

Chorus:
Maybe in the morning
Things will be
A whole lot better
Than they seem
I need to go to bed
I’m so worn out
I’ll just hold my tongue
And sleep with my doubts

Maybe tomorrow when the sun comes up
You’ll lay in bed and hold me
The way you used to
And tell me we’ll always be together
No one holds me
Quite the way you do

Chorus:
Maybe in the morning
Things will be
A whole lot better
Than they seem
I need to go to bed
I’m so worn out
I’ll just hold my tongue
And sleep with my doubts

Why do I keep on lying to myself
The love you felt for me died
A long time ago
Why do you keep going through the motions
Why must I be
The last one to know

Chorus:
Maybe in the morning
Things will be
A whole lot better
Than they seem
I need to go to bed
I’m so worn out
I’ll just hold my tongue
And sleep with my doubts

© Kent Newsome and Jon Kolden