The morning~by Fred Tunks

 

 

The morning

Sitting here I’m cold and scared my bodies tired and I’ve just shared my sentiments with the little girl I left behind to move here
I just can’t wait for the morning sun to shine
When the morning comes things will surely look a little better
In the smooth summer sun things are gonna shine a little brighter
When the fishing lines are baited and strung and the work is over and everything’s been done you I can go somewhere and have a
little fun
Put your pretty hand in mine come see what I have in mind
When the morning comes things will surely look a little better
In the smooth summer sun things are gonna shine a little brighter
Press your sweet lips next mine let us have a drink of wine and I can whisper in your ear how much I love you all the time and then you and I will know that everything will soon be fine
In the smooth summer sun things are gonna shine a little brighter
Oh my sweetness can you see how much I need you here with me
When the morning comes things will surely look a little better

©frederickgtunks