Morning sunbeam Blue skies, birds sing It’s a good time To get up, do something Squandered beauty and time wasted Lying in the comfort of my bed
Chorus: I slept through the morning Now I’ve got to hurry I slept through the morning I got to get on track I slept through the morning And I’m weighted with worry I slept through the morning And I cannot get it back
Noontime, right now Present tensing Deadlines ticking My anxiety’s building Looking forward so resigned To living backward so I don’t get behind
Evening’s coming Inevitable ending I don’t want to leave So much left undone Tomorrow I’ll get up early There’ll be time enough to sleep when I’m done