In the Morning

And I'm with you in the morning
And the moment burns too long
And I'm with you in the morning
When I wait for that bell to call
And I miss you in the evening
Grinding steel and turpentine
And I'll miss you in the evening
With the same old thoughts in my mind

So I write you letters
Now I'm gone, I am gone

And I woke up this morning
Just where I laid my head
And I woke up this morning
On a hollow lonesome bed
And the sun beat down
As I washed away my sins
And the sun beat down
And I wonder just where I've been

'Cause home seems so far
Now I'm gone, I am gone

And I'll find out, I guess, now I'm gone
And every day I'll write like a stone
And I'll miss those blue eyes when I'm gone
And I'll love you still like a stone