MORNING [9-8]

(High, high, high, high)

Tell me gently that you want it

I can't wait until morning the

Dust has settled inside of you

Her calling I run to

I watch your fingers slide up and down the strings

I wish you'd play me like the songs that I sing

I could be your instrument

Study me for days, learn how to make me make the sounds you arrange

(Ahhh, Mmm)

(High)

You make me sing so

(High)

All the way from low to high

(High)

You play me string me so

(High)

Tell me gently that you want it

I can't wait until morning

The dust has settled inside of you

Her calling I run to

Tell me gently that you want it

I can't wait one more moment

The dust has settled inside of you

Her calling I run to

I watch you bite your lip, as you skim the frets

You'd bite right through your skin, you'd work up a sweat

If I taught you my own song, taught you how to play

We could go for hours, on repeat every day

(High)

You make me sing so

(High)

All the way from low to high

(High)

You play me string me so

(High)

Tell me gently

That you want it

I can't wait one more moment the

Dust has settled all parts of you

Her calling I run to