Mornings in the summertime Were always better, so much better. A thousand bird were singing a song, again Flowers and bees were having angry time together. I feel alone. Sensible's gone. Here's to enjoy the couch We'll doing nothing. I need to have control, for what we done I just can't see the truth I can't be stronger. I feel alone. Sensible's gone. Sensible's gone The silence is hard to taught done. Wake a balloon The room has a smell of pain. Sensible's gone The silence is hard to taught done. Wake a balloon The room has a smell of pain. Sensible's gone The silence is hard to taught done. Wake a balloon The room has a smell of pain. Sensible's gone I'm not the same men. Sensible's gone I don't feel the same way. Sensible's gone. Sensible's gone.