Morning
Composer(s): Bill Graham
Performer(s): Jim Ed Brown & the Browns



Here in this room, this narrow room 
Where life began when we were young last night
I feel your back pressed close to me 
And hear your steady breathing as you sleep
There's the first soft glow of dawn 
The silver grey light played along the wall
I touch your hand and feel your ring 
And know that this is all we'll ever have

Suddenly I look into your sleepy eyes
You breathe my name and it just seems to dangle there
Then I feel your fingers running through my mind
Jumbling up my thoughts to leave them tangled there

I know so well that this is all there is 
And when we leave this room it's gone
My mind despairs as we walk down 
The crooked little steps to the front door
A ray of sun that ricochets from off the rooftop 
Lights our way
I touch your hand and feel your ring 
And know that this is all we'll ever have

Suddenly I look into your sleepy eyes
You breathe my name and it just seems to dangle there
Then I feel your fingers running through my mind
Jumbling up my thoughts to leave them tangled there

Suddenly I look into your sleepy eyes
You breathe my name and it just seems to dangle there
Then I feel your fingers running through my mind
Jumbling up my thoughts to leave them tangled there

Suddenly I look into your sleepy eyes
You breathe my name and it just seems to dangle there
Then I feel your fingers running through my mind
Jumbling up my thoughts to leave them tangled there