Four in the Morning Songtext
von Cold Chisel

It′s four in the morning, who knows why
I can't sleep, and if I try
I can′t follow where she goes
When she closes those beautiful eyes

The shadowland those silken tents
Are drawn across, the continent
Of heresy she wanders in
Savoring the call to maybe this time
Make it permanent

I'll give up smoking one day, maybe soon
Dogs will give up barking at the moon
Keeping watch across the hour
I'll maybe one day find a tower
And open up a lighthouse come saloon

Lookin′ at her face, I can see
The bones of an Egyptian dynasty
The eyelids open just a crack
Below the lashes, shining back
Like scimitars, across the night at me


It′s four am, who knows how far
My rope'd run if I hired a car
Hit each town, never stayed
Left the motel bills unpaid
Just defied the way they say things are

In my mind I can see that final town
Outta cash, axles in the ground
Lying in a hostel bed
No-one there to hold my head
Some internal organ breakin′ down

Lookin' at her face, I can see
The bones of an Egyptian dynasty
The eyelids open just a crack
Below the lashes, shining back
Like scimitars, across the night at me

I can feel the midnight fading, all desires
Are out there with you singing in the wires
I wonder when the corner shop is open
If the wind′ll drop before the dawn
And frost up all the tires


It's four in the morning, what can I do
A Don Alejandros should see me through
The hard reality is this
I got woken with a kiss
Once upon a time, one night with you

Lookin′ at her face, I can see
The bones of an Egyptian dynasty
The eyelids open just a crack
Below the lashes, shining back
Like scimitars, across the night at me
The eyelids open just a crack
Below the lashes, shining back
Like scimitars, across the night at me