On Almost Any Sunday Morning Lyrics - Saturday Nights And Sunday Mornings - Counting Crows

Take a message to your head 

Stay beside her in the bed 

You were so stupid to believe in 

Things you couldn't see then make 'em all you want 

If you haven't got the reasons 

Just make up any reasons 

And pick it til it's torn 

Take it all away 

You took your coat today 

But they all go back in the morning 

Make a time to find your way 

Got a little further today 

Wash your eyes clear of anything 

Just make them empty circles 

Dress yourself in black or gray 

Im hungry like a wild waif or only child 

This lithium is heroin to me 

It makes it all withdraw 

All the anger and loss 

But it all keeps coming back in the morning 

You keep yourself too clean 

You dig yourself a dream 

That you wont be coming home alone 

Not this time, not this time, not this time, not this time