I used to wake to the morning
And feel like the world was created for me
I used to wait for the morning so eagerly
Sometimes I just couldn't sleep

It might have started the first time I got really sick
And my mum wasn't there
Three years of college and I had forgotten
How I used to find living rare

But it's all coming back to me now
It's all coming back to me now
It's all coming back to me

Last week I wondered if dying would feel
Like the stories the Catholic Church told
But I used to talk to my mother about how
I just couldn't wait to get old

And it's all coming back to me now
It's all coming back to me now
It's all coming back to me

I used to wake to the morning
And feel like the world was created for me