All I wanted was the chance to sayI would like to see you in the morningRolling over just to have you thereWould make it easy for a little bit longerBut hereCloser every yearSo nearThe fear is coming clearMy dearThe fear is hereHottest summer in a hundred yearsBut summer didn’t botherGetting up this morningAnd so all the trees forgot to wakeThey were dropping all their leavesOn the ground below themBut hereCloser every yearSo nearThe fear is coming clearMy dearThe fear is hereAll I wanted was the chance to sayI would like to see you in the morningRolling over just to have you thereWould make it easy for a little bit longerMake it easy for a little bit longerMake it easy for a little bit longerMake it easy for a little bit longerMake it easy for a little bit longerMake it easy for a little bit longer
