Each Morning Songtext

von Les Dudek

Dudek

Early mornings on me
Lord and I'm so lonely
It's hard to face the mirror
Much less face the day
I'll lie back down in bed
And smoke a cigarette instead
And dream about a woman I may never see
Lyin' down beside her meadows green

Her eyes are on me
Like sun a shining
Giving light to the shadows of my blues
Love her laughing
Love her sigh
And I wish that I could hold her for a lifetime
But a dreams a dream
Born to die

Sometimes I'll just let my mind fade away
Fade away
But lately I'm inclined to let things stay this way
Stay this way

Traveling through this place unknown
Will this old gypsy find his home
He may lose his way but never
Will he lose the memory
Of your laughter
Of your eyes
Oh I wish that I could hold you for a lifetime
But a dreams a dream
Born to die