Morning glory
Sunlight fills the curtains
As your heavy eyelids open
And I want to draw you near me
Well before a word is spoken
But I tell myself I'm sleeping
Just because my limbs are tired
I retreat under the covers
Since morning makes a purpose hard to find
Fortressed by the pillows
I wage my war for wanting
I bestow myself to dreaming
No regard for daybreak's tauting
So I turn my back on morning
And I sail along your wavelengths
And I still my search for reason
For dreaming makes the reason of the mind
I notice the alarm clock
Then the mockingbirds are singing
And I think of obligations
That the coming day is bringing
But as I fill my pockets
I look back before leaving
And I whisper through the doorcrack
"We'll meet together once more tonight"
