text: Wake up in the morning
  Get into bed
  Closing my eyes
  I rest my head
  There is no arrangement
  No time no place
  Its gone in the wind
  And left no trace
  Who can say
  Maybe or whatever
  Its up to you
  You know you can
  Trust me
  Ill make it up to you
  You move with the action
  You loosen my strings
  Your fingers
  Can smooth out my jangles
  And all those things
  Grease on the handle
  And the tangles
  In my hair
  They always seem
  To go together
  I dont care