She wakes up, she finds herself sleeping in a doorway

Wondering how she ever got that way

She fights her tears away, then prays for no more sorrow

Will tomorrow be the same as yesterday

She tasted from the tree of life which lead to hunger

Now she wonders how she'll ever carry on

She thinks about the life she knew when she was younger

Heaven help her now those days are long since gone

She wakes up, she finds herself sleeping next to no one

And it's no fun when there's no one's there to see

She looks down at her feet, "My God, they sure look dirty

7:30, time to be or not to be"

She cries out, "Won't somebody listen to my story

Mournin' glories aren't supposed to happen today

She wakes up, she finds herself sleeping in a doorway

Wondering how she ever got that way