early in the morning, i'll come calling, i'll come calling after you
darling if you answer, oh we'll wander, down the garden where it's cool
later we'd discover, all in covers, children silent as the stars
early in the morning, in the morning, everything at once is ours
early in the morning, i'll come calling, i'll come calling after you
though you seldom answer, still i wonder, what will pass here when you do
delicate in grasses, bright and ashen, breathing sweet a ruby nest
early in the morning, in the morning, withered, singing we will rest
early in the morning, in the morning, i will call for you
even if the words arent clear,
and even if my voice seems cruel
early in the morning, in the morning, red and almost true
dressing in my finest suit
my cleanest shoes
making sure the crease is true
pressed and fresh and blue.
