Morning Sun

Said to her: My dear, I'll write a love song

But couldn't make the words leave my mouth

So I left her in the morning with my gloves on

Anticipating winter heading south

Now the words flowing out of me like water

Sifting through the thoughts ever so clear

And come sit down with me my lovely water

And listen for I've got a lot to hear

I left her in the morning sun, I left her in july

I left with my raincoat on, with nothing on my mind

Waiting for someone to come and get you

Waiting for a prisoner in diguise

You tell me you want them to forget, but nothing gets forgotten in these time

She smokes cigarettes that don't taste so good now

Drinks until you feeling nice and warm

Just run from all the feelings you've locked down

Because nothing is worse than leaving in the morn

I left her in the morning sun, I left her in july

I left her with my raincoat on with nothing on my mind

Now the suitcase that I took with me, is rusted to the bone

I'm running out of books to read, I've got nowhere to go

I left in the morning sun, I left her in july

I left with my raincoat on, with nothing on my mind

Now the suitcase that I took with me, is rusted to the bone

I'm running out of books to read, I've got nowhere to go