Blue Morning, Blue Day

Blue Morning, Blue Day - Foreigner

Written by：Mick Jones/Lou Gramm

Out in the street it's six am

Another sleepless night

Three cups of coffee but I can't clear my head

From what went down last night

I know we both have our own little ways

But somehow we keep it together

You hear me talk but you don't hear what I say

I guess it don't even matter

Blue morning blue day won't you see things my way

Blue morning can't you see what your love has done to me

I've always listened to your point of view

My ways are cut through men

And I've always been a patient man

But my patience has reached it's end

You tell me you're leaving you tell me goodbye

You say you might send a letter

Well honey don't telephone 'cause I won't be alone

I need someone to make me feel better

Blue morning blue day won't you see things my way

Blue morning can't you see what your love has done to me

Blue morning blue day won't you see things my way

Blue morning can't you see what your love has done to me

Blue morning blue morning

Blue morning blue morning

Blue morning blue morning

Blue blue blue day yeah