The alarm by the bed |
| Wrings the dreams from my head |
| It's a new day |
| Leave the flakes in the bowl |
| Milk unopened, I'm gone |
| But I'm still late |
| Join the fight for a cab |
| Take our place in the jam |
| And watch the clock again |
There is a man in my head |
| I think he came from the screen |
| Or the bible |
| All he wants is for me is to be strong |
| But I seem to be unreliable |
| You know it gets so hard |
| When everything you are |
| Is everything you don't want to be |
But at the end of the day |
| You're the one who burns it all away |
| The end of the day |
| You're the one, you're the one |
| The end of the day |
So won't you show me those pictures you hold in your head |
| And can you lose me somewhere inside them all |
| Because there are colours that run through the heart of me |
| That only you can see |
But at the end of the day |
| You're the one who burns it all away |
| The end of the day |
| You're the one, you're the one |
| The end of the day |
| You're the one who burns it all away |