This Room by The Love Language Lyrics

Swing low, sweet chariot
This room's been way too hot
With all our friends
Stuck in their ways

They come inside
But they never stay through the morning
I can't blame them, I'll be on my way
On my way

And any time
You need a hand
Don't remind me
'Cause we've already landed the fall
Waking up, it's morning after all