Four in the Morning Lyrics

Four in the morning
I fetch my list and l leave it open by the sink
I keep a book of secret sins
That would make you leave me
If you read

I'd take a job out west,
I'd finally get some rest,
Oh, I don't know what I'd do,
If you were gone.

Then when you wake up
I'm downstairs
You call for coffee, I abide
You are not a notion
You're my love
Return my list to its hiding spot

I'd stay up way to late,
I never would concentrate,
Oh I don't know what I'd do,
If you were gone.