作词 : Maunick, Oakenfull Good morning heartache I though that I had lost you But here you are again Good morning heartache I guess that you wont leave me It will always be this way I should confess that I once loved you I thought I knew you A love so close without condition Now in remission Between my heart and my mind Loop is turnin' Every word and everything you said It's just one of those things One of those things It's just one of those things Good morning heartache What brought you back here to me? What made you come again? Good morning heartache I wish that I could tell you That I am glad to see you, but I ain't Remember how I once held you What happened to you? Tell me do and please be true A love so close without condition Now in remission Between my heart and my mind Loop is turnin' Every word and everything you said It's just one of those things One of those things It's just one of those things And there are stories in our eyes Chapters of our lives we can't disguise They will sometimes disappear Day turns into night but morning comes again they reappear
作词 : Maunick, Oakenfull Good morning heartache I though that I had lost you But here you are again Good morning heartache I guess that you wont leave me It will always be this way I should confess that I once loved you I thought I knew you A love so close without condition Now in remission Between my heart and my mind Loop is turnin' Every word and everything you said It's just one of those things One of those things It's just one of those things Good morning heartache What brought you back here to me? What made you come again? Good morning heartache I wish that I could tell you That I am glad to see you, but I ain't Remember how I once held you What happened to you? Tell me do and please be true A love so close without condition Now in remission Between my heart and my mind Loop is turnin' Every word and everything you said It's just one of those things One of those things It's just one of those things And there are stories in our eyes Chapters of our lives we can't disguise They will sometimes disappear Day turns into night but morning comes again they reappear
