Morgan sings a song in the middle of the nightHe's driving his car to see his brother MarkMorgan tells us a story, but I think he is not alrightA tear in his eye and cars passing trough the night
Sometimes I need to cry, so I can smile againTelephone is in your hand, you know who to call again
Do you know how fast we're going?
Sometimes I ask, why? So I can smile againI understand that I can't understand you're a great friendThat's all and all OK.
We always say too much look past, you'll findSome beauty in it all