8:16 A.m. Lyrics - Grassroots - 311

Stranger flowers yet, there will never come 

A day that I will ever regret 

The hours, days, years and the minutes 

The joy the pain the sunshine and rain in it 

The drives on the coast to nowhere 

Nothing to say just sit and stare 

There's nothing like the comfort of a silence 

That's comfortable, not talking small, just skip the bull 

Then I find myself in servility 

Didn't think that was my ability 

I go a yard and a mile to make you smile 

But then I'm happy see I got so many ways 

To make your gaze elliptical 

Got a ways to go, the future's so cryptical and I'm glad 

Just another many things we've had 

It's 8:16 A.M. will you wake up to me 

The first thing that you see my eyes open 

I'm just hopin' you feel the same as me 

The day starts carefully on the sidewalk with the dog 

You're right last night I was a hog 

Come on I'm sorry, it's 73 degrees, January easily glides 

Oh, easily glides 

Stranger flowers still, if you're gonna wanna 

Go another day I will, like this, make it a deal, sealed 

With a kiss sealed with the feel of impermanent bliss 

Today my love we shall let the world slide 

Turn off the ringer and just glide 

For we shall never be younger again 

Then what do you see 

It's 8:16 A.M. will you wake up to me 

The first thing that you see my eyes open 

I'm just hopin' you feel the same as me 

The day starts carefully on the sidewalk with the dog 

You're right last night I was a hog 

Come on I'm sorry, Holiday on the radio 

Billie knows that is the way to go, the way to go