Mornings

The Boy from the South


Mornings
I can't do mornings
I can't do evenings too
If the sun is shining bright for you
Stories
To count your worries
But I can count them in two's
If the sun is shining bright for you

No clouds when you break out a laugh
No trees without leaves in their arms
Even sun meets the shade, tries to chase it away
I mean, I feel, I mean, I feel free now

Mornings
Alright
Problems
You just can't solve'em
But I can solve them in two's
If the sun is shining bright for you

No clouds when you break out a laugh
No trees without leaves in their arms
Even sun meets the shade, tries to chase it away
I mean, I feel, I mean, I feel free now

What you say?
Mornings,
I can't do mornings
I can't do evenings too
If the sun is shining bright for you


Autor(es): Pedro Balañá Pérez