كلمات As The Night Dies

Babe, it's so hard to be honest As the crow lies Babe, I've been known to be careless I've made dogs cry I've thrown logs on the fire And burnt like a fight in the night Is it too much for you? Is it? Well alright Babe, here's the sound of the morning As the night dies And soon there'll be coffeepots calling And the sunrise And no, no replies When you say 'please' I say 'be' you say 'mine' Is it too much for you? Is it?