If I don't write songs for you
It's not that you don't move me to
But every time a feeling came
My pictures wouldn't fit the frame
And then comes morning
Morning comes but once a year
Mist and sunshine
Warm and nice but not too clear
So if you want I'll write a song
It shouldn't take me very long
But if I can't conceive the lines
Don't worry, we've got lots of time
And meanwhile, I'll just smile