Fell in love with my lover. In the morning. Or maybe I fell. Long before you. Now I wonder. What lovers are missing. And how the name seems to. Mean passing through.
It will be better in the morning. They said the sun might shine. I'll have you close. You'll have the deeps of mine. It will be better, much better. .
There ain't so many people. That could really make you cry. And there ain't too many things. That really eat you inside. When it happens, it feels like.
It's hard to know this secret. It chocked the hell out of me. I hope I'm net looking jealous. Of your way of staying free. But how, and why,. What was it you were telling me.