Too Many Mornings

Too many mornings Waking and pretending I reach for you Thousands of mornings Dreaming of my girl All that time wasted Merely passing through Time I could have spent So content Wasting time with you Too many mornings Wishing that the room might be filled with you Morning to morning Turning into days... All the days That I thought would never end All the nights With another day to spend All those times I'd look up to see Sally standing at the door Sally moving to the bed Sally resting in my arms With her head against my head If you don't kiss me, Ben, I- I think I'm going to die How I planned What I'd wear tonight and When should I get here How should I find you Where I'd stand What I'd say in case you didn't remember How I'd remind you- You remembered And my fears were wrong! Was it ever real? Did I ever love you this much? Did we ever feel So happy then? It was always real... I should have worn green... And I've always loved you this much... I wore green the last time... We can always feel this happy... The time I was happy... Too many mornings Wasted in pretending I reach for you How many mornings Are there still to come? How much time can we hope that there will be? Not much time, but it's time enough for me If there's time to look up and see (be) Sally standing at the door Sally moving to the bed Sally resting in my (your) arms With your head against my head