The sun’s barely peeking through the pecaan trees Dancing with shadows in the morning breeze It’s quiet out here, yeah, it’s a beautiful sight Birds flutter to their day’s first flight Drinking my coffee from an old cracked cup Just watchin’ the world as it wakes up. Verse 2 Just up the road, maybe a mile or two Is a ghost of a tree where I once held you We’d park that old truck till the windows went grey Talking 'bout forever in our loving way We had the map drawn, we had the plan I was your world, and I was your man. Chorus Now I’m sitting in my own little Utopia A kingdom of one, a sweet cornucopia Of peace and quiet and a heart of stone Learning the rhythm of being alone Yeah, the view is fine and the air is sweet But there’s a hell of a hole in the passenger seat. Verse 3 Then she walked in, like a shift in the wind A door opened up where you’d never been You looked in her eyes and you found your truth And you left me behind with a ghost of our youth You discovered yourself, and you caught a breeze And left me down here on my shaking knees. Bridge Oh, there were others who tried to get near But, I couldn’t let them inside my paralyzing fear. Once you’ve been burned by the one you trust The rest of the world just turns into rust Now I keep the door locked and the porch light on Waiting for nothing from dusk til dawn. Chorus Living here in my own little Utopia A kingdom of one, a sweet cornucopia Of peace and quiet and a heart of stone Learning the rhythm of being alone Yeah, the view is fine and the air is sweet But there’s a hell of a hole in the passenger seat. Outro Just up the road... that tree’s still there. Sun’s getting higher... I don't even care. (Harmonica solo - slow and mournful) Just me and the morning. [Break] [A Cappella] Just me …. Alone [End] [Fade Out] [Silence] [Hard Stop]
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