First thing in the mornin'
Last thing before bed
I never knew I had the room in my head
For all these lovey-dovey thoughts
A glow in a rose hue now
I don't mind if they are real or true
How they curl up and away like smoke
Blackening the farmland, chokin' up the cows
Makin' room for somethin' new now
I welcome you in
Sun in the kitchen
In wintertime when natural light feels so rare
I welcome it all in
Like the upstairs neighbour's cat
When he'd lie across the garden path
I still think I see him there