Morning Sun

It's seven in the morning and I can't get back to sleep

'cos every time I'm drifting off the phone begins to bleep

E-mails and messages, demanding I reply,

accusing and intruding, but I'll just let them pass me by

ch/ 'cos I ain't going to think about the things I should have done

I'm going to sit and sing a song for you in the early morning sun

Voices in the street outside are seeping through the door

and letters lie unopened in a pile upon the floor

Papers strewn around the room and bills I have to pay

but they're going to have to wait until another day

ch/ 'cos I ain't going to think about the things I should have done

I'm going to sit and sing a song for you in the early morning sun

// It feels like we're enchanted and time is standing still

as we sit and watch the clouds go by

casting shadows that drift across the hill

A gentle breeze is blowing and there are no planes in the sky

ch/ 'cos I ain't going to think about the things I should have done

I'm going to sit and sing a song for you in the early morning sun

/// Still the clouds go drifting by

casting shadows where we lie

and there are no planes in the sky

and we can make it if we try