Another sunny Sunday morning finds me inside
The shadows and light pass through the empty hallway
I gave my best Mahalia Jackson but nobody cared
No round of applause acknowledging I was there

It's been a while since painting a smile
I welcome them in and sing ?It Don't Mean a Thing?
I haven't come clean, I haven't been me

I closed my eyes and tried to find the song, where did it go?
Somewhere below the cloud of cigarette smoke
But after all it's only time, I think I would begin from here
If once in the mirror, I felt there was someone there

It's been a while since painting a smile
I welcome them in and sing ?It Don't Mean a Thing?
I haven't come clean, I haven't been me

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Writer(s): JESSE HARRIS, REBECCA MARTIN