Sun Comes Up, It's Tuesday Morning - Live

Sun comes up, it's Tuesday morning
 Hits me straight in the eye
 Guess you forgot to close the blind last night
 Oh, that's right, I forgot, it was me
 I sure do miss the smell
 Of black coffee in the morning
 The sound of water
 Splashing all over the bathroom
 The kiss that you would give me
 Even though I was sleeping
 But I kind of like the feel
 Of this extra few feet in my bed
 Telephone's ringing
 But I don't answer it
 'Cause everybody knows
 Good news always sleeps till noon
 Guess it's tea and toast
 For breakfast again
 Maybe I'll add a little TV too
 No milk, God, how I hate that
 Guess I'll go to the corner
 Get breakfast from Jenny
 She's got a black eye this morning
 "Jen, how'd ya get it?"
 She said, "Last night, Bobby got
 A little bit out of hand"
 Lunchtime, I start to dial your number
 Then I remember so I reach for something to smoke
 And anyways I'd rather listen to Coltrane
 Than go through all that shit again
 There's something about
 An afternoon spent doing nothing
 Just listening to records
 And watching the sun falling
 Thinking of things that don't have
 To add up to something
 And this spell won't be broken
 By the sound of keys scraping in the lock
 Maybe tonight it's a movie
 Plenty of room for elbows and knees
 A bag of popcorn all to myself
 Black and white with a strong female lead
 And if I don't like it, no debate, I'll leave
 Here comes that feeling which I'd forgotten
 How strange these streets feel
 Now, when you're alone on them
 Each pair of eyes just filled with suggestion
 So I lower my head, make a beeline for home
 Seething inside, funny, I'd never noticed
 The sound the streetcars make
 As they pass my window which reminds me
 That I forgot to close the blind again
 Yeah, sure I'll admit there
 Are times when I miss you, especially like now
 When I need someone to hold me
 But there are some things
 That can never be forgiven
 And I just gotta tell you
 That I kinda like this
 Extra few feet in my bed