Story Behind The Song
A Guy wakes in the morning to find his love has left him in the night.
Song Description
A Guy wakes in the morning to find his love has left him in the night.
| Song Length |
3:29 |
Genre |
Pop - Classic, Pop - Easy Listening |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Cheerless |
Subject |
Loneliness, Regret |
| Similar Artists |
None |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1960 - 1969 |
| |
Lyrics
The Fog
Early in the morning,
When the fog comes rolling
Twisting and turning through my door.
Daylight comes creeping
People still sleeping,
And I'm still dreaming of the night before.
It wasn't a dream I know, I look for the shoes on the floor ,
But there is something I can't find
She left in the night, it doesn't seem right.
And now I think I'll lose my mind.
So I drift out into the street,
There's no one there I can meet
Thru the early morning mist, but still I walk on..
No one else I can see,
Not a soul, only me,
And I'm left with only my friend the Fog!
It wasn't a dream I know, I look for the shoes on the floor ,
But there is something I can't find
She left in the night, it doesn't seem right.
And now I think I'll lose my mind.
Music break
It wasn't a dream I know, I look for the shoes on the floor ,
But there is something I can't find
She left in the night, it doesn't seem right.
And now I think I'll lose my mind.