Cradle of My Arms - Gene Pitney

I dont mind, where I wake this morning.

I will only be misjudged.

you here but your mind is elsewhere.

you have battled for so long.

just call me when you feel like coming home.

calll me when you feel like coming home.

have I changed or do my eyes just see things so differently.

lay the blame only if you have to.

but its you who brought you here