Getween an overload of information
   and a striving for a pure dedication I
   find myself looking for the exit sign
   see your pretty face in the sunshine
   in the morning after staying up all night I
   want to wake you just to hear you
   tell me it's alright
   and all I want to be is too much
   sometimes for me
   good morning baby
   i hope I'm gonna make it through another day
   good morning baby
   i hope I'm gonna make it through another day
   see the stars and all the planets
   fly the great wide world and have it all
   yeah better get a ticket better get in line
   i'm praying now for beautiful weather
   take a car and drive forever but I'm
   only ever sitting at the traffic light
   and all the world to see is too much
   sometimes for me
   good morning baby
   i hope I'm gonna make it through another day
   good morning baby
   i hope we're gonna make it through another day
   (and when you rise)
   and when you rise you'll find me here
   (open your eyes)
   and see myself reflected there
   (and for awhile)
   a little room becomes an everywhere