She wakes up, she finds herself sleeping in a doorway   Wondering how she ever got that way   She fights her tears away, then prays for no more sorrow   Will tomorrow be the same as yesterday      She tasted from the tree of life which lead to hunger   Now she wonders how she'll ever carry on   She thinks about the life she knew when she was younger   Heaven help her now those days are long since gone      She wakes up, she finds herself sleeping next to no one   And it's no fun when there's no one's there to see   She looks down at her feet, "My God, they sure look dirty   7:30, time to be or not to be"      She cries out, "Won't somebody listen to my story   Mournin' glories aren't supposed to happen today   She wakes up, she finds herself sleeping in a doorway   Wondering how she ever got that way