Good Morning, This Morning

good morning, this morning with your hair pressed into your back your sleepy eyes do kill me with a blood stained heart attack could have saw it coming‚ I chose to look the other way never one for running from the drama of delay good morning, this morning you say wrong, I do right on some pointless rising curve incapable of flight yet there‘s no finer feathered bird n‘ I‘ll persuade on all fours then decline your bold request it‘s really far too early, n‘ no love for puppy breath good morning, this morning move on, my regards to your sponsor if he still wants you, move on open window yawning there, behind your lovely face where a gentle snow is falling as fine as wedding lace fuss n‘ fight through the night n‘ we‘re torn apart all day neither of us winning, let this be our last embrace good morning, this morning move on, take it with you, this love song, it‘s not a bad one, move on we could be imaginary friends… good morning, this morning