Don't Let It Fly - Eskimo Joe

Early morning

The crows are calling

I left myself on the other side

Now I’m waiting for something

To get me out of anything

Or whatever kind of mess I got myself in again

Dawn again

And the funny thing is

You never know how good you got it

Until it goes bad

So baby don’t get mad

Don’t let it fly this time

I’m only trying to be your friend

Early warnings

The funeral mourners

Are putting on their stuff to get together

For that same old dance

When it’s someone’s last

Don’t let it fly this time

I’m only trying to be your friend

I give you days and days and days and I’m

Only trying to be your friend