That was a fine cloudy and crispy morning When I knew I would smile if awake I felt you behind me breathing heavy but softly I think I was too scared of the day
And I heard all the birds All the trees and the wind All the thoughts that I thought And I slept so I wouldn’t have to begin I fit right in your arms Like God made me for you I now know we don’t love But who cares if we sleep like we do.
And that chocolate and rum, that guitar, and cigars, Are what night has already become I see dreams without meaning in a blessing serenity I know I am dreaming but it feels like reality
I want to talk about past Only in future tense I feel small and secure Now it is all making sense