When
the misty light comes softly in through my morning window
And reflects for a minute on the mirror by my bed
When the dreams that I dream of you
don't turn out the way they ought to
Then I reach in and turn the light out by my head
Then I miss you,
and I'd leave it all behind if I could see you
once more
And I'm longing just to have things be like
they were before
When all the friends I'm seeing start appearing just like strangers
Furniture and carpets and the motels look the same
But when the airports and the highways all start to run together
It seems that all I think of is your name
Then I miss you,
and I'd leave it all behind if I could see you
Once more
And I'm longing just to have things be like
they were before Then I miss you,
and I'd leave it all behind
if I could see you
Once more
And I'm longing just to have things be like
they were before
Then I miss you,
and I'd leave it all behind if I could see you
Once more