( I. Hanson / T. Hanson / Z. Hanson ) () Good morning, I'm alone My drawer's on the shelf Because my broken heart Can't mend more of itself Today your hope is gone He took it when he left Cos his promise to hold on Never could be kept Just pick up the phone and call me When you find yourself alone just call me I love the way I find Your eyes to be so kind And it's funny how they seem To stare straight through me So if you wake up today Forgetting what you have And find that you feel lost I'll be your ticket back _______________________________________________________ Contribuição: Sidney Ferreira([email protected])