Music: Jim Barne/Kit Buchan
Lyrics: Kit Buchan
Good morning
What'll it be
I'm Robin
I'll be serving you this morning
Thanks for waiting
I'll be right with you
What'll it be
This morning what'll it be
Another morning
Another seven blocks to work
Another Friday
Another winter
Another me
And everybody says you got your head screwed on all right
Everybody says "hey girl, you comin' dancing tonight?”
And you smile that smile, and they don't see
That you're waiting for something
What'll it be?
What's happening? What'll it be?
Are you happy? Are you coming, are you going?
In the morning, in the mirror
What d'you see?
Is there something round the corner, in the distance?
If you're changing, what'll it be that makes the difference?
Will you notice, will you feel it
What'll it be?
And everybody comes to you with all their dreams and blues
Everybody says "hey girl, I wanna be in your shoes
You got it all figured out", but they don't see
That you stand wide awake in the window at nigh
And you stare down the street in the flickering light
Through the wide-eyed reflection of the girl that you might still be
At a city you can't quite see
Saying "Robin, what'll it be?"