morning

Morning, and the springtime blossoms Shiver as they shake And I lie awake dreaming I know that I must confess that I'm afraid to see I'm afraid to see you breathing I turn on the phonograph and Listen to it bleed Even while I read your letters Constantly I wonder if you're Living quite so fast Wondering if you feel better Morning I said I wasn't a morning person What's there to mourn I just think Morning we said And morning came again What's there to mourn But the nights Morning, and the springtime buds Cast shadows on the blinds Shadows on my mind, dreaming I know that I must confess that I'm afraid to love I'm afraid to love you, kneeling Morning, and the springtime buds Cast shadows on the blinds Shadows on my mind, dreaming I know that I must confess that I'm afraid to love I'm afraid to love I'm afraid to love you, kneeling