Bathe in morning light
Bathe in morning light
Bathe in morning light
Draw the drapes back
Make a nice bath, of my living room
The sun it fills, breaks through my window pane
I think I may, I think I might, have me a lie down as I
Bathe in morning light
Bathe in morning light
Bathe in morning light
Draw the curtains, away from their usual place
And let some love in, to my living room
This sonnet fills, breaks through my living pains
Come what may, I think I might, have me a lie down as I
Bathe in morning light
Bathe in morning light
Bathe in morning
Light