In the heat of the morning When your day is still dawning And your bird, she's singing Catch your soul, he's willing to fly away Packed your bags in a hurry Because your mind's in a worry Mark my words You're gonna be sorry if you ever fly away Sweet little girl with the saint da vinci-smile Stares at me with sadness in her eyes I'm not sure if she's really real or make-believe Maybe she's a vision that comes to only me Cause I'm so tired Yes I'm so tired So tired Yes I'm so tired