As the Night Dies

As the night dies Holly Throsby

Babe it's so hard to be honest

As the crow lies

Babe I've been known to be careless

I've made dogs cry

I've thrown logs on the fire

And burnt like a fight in the night

Is it too much for you

Is it

Well alright

Babe here's the sound of the morning

As the night dies

And soon there'll be coffeepots calling

And the sunrise

And no no replies

When you say 'please' I say 'be' you say 'mine'

Is it too much for you

Is it

Well alright