There’s a light on in the kitchen There’s a clock above the sink There’s a half-full glass of water And a man who cannot sleep The screen door’s hanging crooked There’s a dead bulb in the hall I keep meaning to fix everything But I don’t get far at all There’s a message from my brother There’s a bill beside the phone There’s a woman who quit asking When I’m finally coming home I used to rise before the sunrise Get the truck out by six Now the foreman leaves a message And I let the silence sit I tell everybody I’m just tired That the last few weeks were rough Funny how a little bad weather Can explain away so much Tomorrow’s another town Another road to run Another chance to turn around Before the damage is done I’ll wake up with a clearer head I’ll make the calls I owe There’s always one more morning Before I have to let it go I sold the watch my father gave me Said I needed the cash I don’t look at old photographs I don’t like doing the math My friends don’t come by Sundays My mother doesn’t ask me why She just says the weather’s turning And I tell her that’s all right Tomorrow’s another town Another road to run Another chance to turn around Before the damage is done I’ll wake up with a clearer head I’ll make the calls I owe There’s always one more morning Before I have to let it go I know the road I’m taking I know where it ends I’ve been standing at the doorway Too long to call it chance again I keep a little faith aside For the man I used to be Like a coat hung in the hallway That no longer fits me Tomorrow’s another town Another road to run Another chance to turn around Before the damage is done I’ll wake up with a clearer head I’ll make the calls I owe There’s always one more morning… The kitchen light is burning The clock is moving slow There’s always one more morning Before I have to let it go
