SAME MORNING
Emmanuel PANIER, Paul CHENEVARIN, Xavier DUTROUILH
Same mornin’ a tear in my eye
Looks like its sad to be an eye
Sad to be one of mine
And yours not close to give a sign
Same mornin’ I hear about the bombs
I fear the silence of yesterday’s tombs
I hear about the World War Three about to come
And you can’t even pick the phone
Same mornin’ the pictures on the wall
Of those who kill the problem without tryin’ to solve
Those who can’t face the misery of the world
And I still just don’t know if you just still my girl
Same mornin’ I can’t blink my eye
I’m waitin’ for you to come back home to die
Cause’ if I got to leave I wanna love you