Wake up every morning and fall out of bednHard to get things started with a knot on the headnDoesn't come with a warning but neither does lifenA smile for this tragicomedynAll I want to know is patience to believenIn faith and hope and lovenFor this tragicomedynHard to find a reason to wake up sometimesnI don't care for coffee or waiting in linesnLike the Mona Lisa, I'm waiting to seenA smile for this tragicomedynAll I want to know is patience to believenIn faith and hope and lovenFor this tragicomedynAnd every morning out of bednI lay awake with stars 'round my headnMaybe I shoulda stayed asleepnAnd dream another tragicomedy