Early morning... first light dawning.
Time to just lay 'round.
Dreamy traces... sleepy faces.
Time to just lay a-round.
[Through the window] daylight stealing... cozy feeling.
Where is there to go?
Darkness waning... conscious gaining.
Time's a-wasting, I know.
When I try to leave my hideout,
fingers start to ride out,
tug me back like a string.
Covers hide me... love beside me.
Very early.