Morning - Engelbert Humperdinck

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

Then as the first soft glow of dawn

Moves silver grey like paint along the wall

I touch your hand and feel your ring

And know this night in all we’ll ever have

Suddenly I looked 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 entangled there

I know so well that this is all there is

And when we leave this room it’s gone

My mind is clear as we walk down

The crooked little steps to the front door

A ray of sun that ricochets from off the rooftop light

I saw it stumble away

I touch your hand and feel your ring

And know this night in all we’ll ever have

Suddenly I looked 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 entangled there

Suddenly I looked 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 entangled there