Texty: Cranberries. Wake Up And The Smell The Coffee. Every Morning.

My god the years have passed me by
where was I hiding
And then around the world for sometimes
it's a previous now

The morning sun is in my eyes
It doesn't hide the lies
It is not there
The great skies
Happy birthday baby
Happy birthday

Every morning
Every morning in time
we're doing fine
Every morning
Every morning in time
we're doing fine

I don't remember being you
Was it so much for me
I don't remember feeling this great
It was not for me

I paid the price
A sacrifice
It was worth than that

My time has come
I don't(?) feel young
Begin again
Happy birthday

Every morning
Every morning in time
we're doing fine
Every morning
Every morning in time
we're doing fine