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Morning Comes
I’ll take you on a moonlight walk
A million stars to light your face
Tell me stories; I love to hear you talk
Pick the time I’ll choose a place
Holding your hand, engaging your gaze
Oh! How I dream of the night!
Kissing your lips, set my heart ablaze
Baby this just feels so right!
Morning comes I lie alone; just a dream
Sunlight finds me; pillow in your spot
Morning comes I lie alone; just a dream
Guess I’m dreaming more than I ought
But the thought of you pervades my mind
The dream of what I’d hoped to find
So many roads; so many dead end affairs
Hoping to find that someone who cares
But morning comes I lie alone; just a dream
Crying God almighty can’t ya give me a break!
Morning comes I lie alone; just a dream
I don’t know how much more of this I can take
Then the day I’d so long pictured fast asleep
Opportunityknocking at my front door
She came to me; a golden sunset that I got to keep
Well tell me how could I ever ask for more?
Morning comes, this time I’m not alone
You nestled on me like the sea to the shore
Morning comes, this time I’m not alone
Day by day; who knows what’s in store?
Tim Windisch
5-12-2009
By Tim WindischMorning Comes
I’ll take you on a moonlight walk
A million stars to light your face
Tell me stories; I love to hear you talk
Pick the time I’ll choose a place
Holding your hand, engaging your gaze
Oh! How I dream of the night!
Kissing your lips, set my heart ablaze
Baby this just feels so right!
Morning comes I lie alone; just a dream
Sunlight finds me; pillow in your spot
Morning comes I lie alone; just a dream
Guess I’m dreaming more than I ought
But the thought of you pervades my mind
The dream of what I’d hoped to find
So many roads; so many dead end affairs
Hoping to find that someone who cares
But morning comes I lie alone; just a dream
Crying God almighty can’t ya give me a break!
Morning comes I lie alone; just a dream
I don’t know how much more of this I can take
Then the day I’d so long pictured fast asleep
Opportunityknocking at my front door
She came to me; a golden sunset that I got to keep
Well tell me how could I ever ask for more?
Morning comes, this time I’m not alone
You nestled on me like the sea to the shore
Morning comes, this time I’m not alone
Day by day; who knows what’s in store?
Tim Windisch
5-12-2009