He staggers in the morning
Makes a cuppa tea
Yet another day of yawning
He's on the loose again
From the frying pan straight into the fire
Blue morning hangovers
They never lie
She's always on your mind
There's nothing you can do
And not a lot to say
But who knows where she's running to
She's always on your mind
He found a photograph
Trashed it in his fingers
Threw it out the window
She's not the girl for you
You tell yourself again
Your the boy who never lied
Blue morning boy heroes
They never cry
She's always on your mind
There's nothing you can do
And not a lot to say
But who knows where she's running to
She's always on your mind
Those busy little fingers
Go looking for adventure
In somebody's room tonight
You never turned the light on
You never saw the action
Then don't let your feelings show
But who knows where she's running to?
She's always on your mind
She's always on your mind
But who knows where she's running to?
She's always on your mind
She's always on your mind
There's nothing you can do
And not a lot to say
But who knows where she's running to
She's always on your mind