Lyrics
I hate leaving you, in the morning. The sun hasn't even touched the sky. But today I'm a morning Popinjay a flying. A spank of happy. I'm a happy guy.
Warm, like when the sun hits the windowsill. Love, stands me fast in dishabille. Still, when you awake, I'll be gone and this I hate.
I hate leaving you, in the morning. The sounds of your sleep, heavy and deep. So today I'm a morning Popinjay a flying. A spank of happy. I'm a happy guy.
Warm, like when the sun hits the windowsill. Love, stands me fast in dishabille. Still, when you awake, I'll be gone and this I hate.
I have no idea how many blessings I've accrued. Every waking breath with you can be aching, and a blessing too.
Love, stands me fast in dishabille. Still, when you awake, I'll be gone and this I hate.
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