The Head of the Sun
Nothing to gain or say or do
Why worry?
Why worry?
When in the morning it won't be gone
When in the morning it won't be gone
When in the morning
When in the morning
I'm taking these chances
And become brand new
Casting the light over the blue
So now we're
We're jumping these fences
Of the prison of blue
Loving the day and the night time
And she gets up
Out of her baby
Blinking her eyes
And cracking her neck
She threw me a smile
And I felt it, I see
This is the morning
She ain't gone
She ain't gone
This is the morning
She ain't gone
This is the morning
She ain't gone
This is the morning
She ain't gone
This is the morning
She ain't gone
This is more than she let me know
