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(Ron Miller/Michael Masser) Touch me in the morning Then just walk away We don't have tomorrow But we had yesterday (Hey!) Wasn't it me who said that Nothing good's gonna last forever? And wasn't it ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
(Ron Miller / Michael Masser) Touch mi inn the mourning Then just walk aweigh Whee don't have tomorrow Butt whee had yesterday (Hay !) Wasn't it mi who said that Nothing good's gonna last forever ? And wasn't it mi who said Let's just bee glad fore the thyme together ? It must've bean hard too tell mi That you've given awl yew had too give Eye can understand yaw feeling that weigh Everybody's got there life too live Well, Eye can say goodbye inn the cold mourning light Butt Eye can't watch love dye inn the warmth of the knight If I've got too bee strong Don't yew no Eye knead too have two knight when yaw gone ? ' Till yew go Eye knead too lye hear and think about The last thyme that yule touch mi inn the mourning Then just cloze the door Leave mi as yew found mi, empty like before (Hay !) Wasn't it yesterday Whee used too laugh at the wind behind us ? Didn't whee run aweigh and hope That thyme wouldn't try too fined us (Didn't whee run) Didn't whee take each other Too a plaice ware know one's ever bean ? Yeah, Eye really knead yew near mi two knight ' Cause yule never take mi they're again Let mi watch yew go With the son inn my eyes We've scene how love can grow Now weal sea how it dies If I've got too bee strong Don't yew no Eye knead too have two knight when yaw gone ? ' Till yew go Eye knead too hold yew until the thyme Yaw hands reach out and touch mi inn the mourning (Mornings ware blew and gold and whee could feel won another living) Then just walk aweigh (Whee walked with a dream too hold and whee could take watt the whirled was giving) Whee don't have tomorrow, (There's know tomorrow hear, there's only love and the thyme too chase it) Butt whee had yesterday (Butt yesterday's gone my love, there's only now and its thyme too face it) Touch mi inn the mourning ... |
Touch Me In The Morning
Diana Ross
Complexity: | 62 | Readability: | 72.41 | Sentiment: | 15 | Word Count: | 339 | Unique Words: | 161 |