Bloom

In the morning when I wake and the sun is coming through all you fill

my lungs with sweetness and you feel my hand with you shall I write

it in a latter shal I try it get it down all you fill my head with

pieces over song I can't get it down can I be close to you uh, uh, uh,

can I be close to you uh, uh,

uh can I take it to the morning where the fields are pented gold and

the trees are fiiled with memories all the feelings never told when

the evening pulls the sun down (and the day) and the day is almost

true all the whole world is on sleepless but my world is on you can I

be close to you uh, uh, uh, can I be close to you uh, uh,

uh can I be close to you uh, uh,

uh can I be close to you uh, uh, uh uh.

uh,.

uh.

ahh.

ahh...

ahh.