Words and music by mann/hilliard In the wee small hours of the morning While the whole wide world is fast asleep You lie awake and think about the girl
Naked, you are simple as one of your hands, smooth, earthy, small, transparent, round: you have moon-lines, apple-pathways: naked, you are slender as
Translation: Vanessa Carlton. Morning Sting.
Translation: Sting. In The Wee Small Hours Of The Morning.
Translation: Sting. Morning.
: Naked, you are simple as one of your hands, smooth, earthy, small, transparent, round: you have moon-lines, apple-pathways: naked, you are slender
morning when I'm straight I'm gonna open up your gate And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra and how she gave me life and how she made it in Some velvet morning
I am a happy yellow bumblebee Flying around the flowers and trees And all morning long, I flutter about in the swirling breeze And the sun is yellow like
It's early morning The sun comes out Last night was shaking And pretty loud My cat is purring And scratches my skin So what is wrong With another sin
It's early morning, the sun comes out Last night was shaking, pretty loud My cat is purring and scratches my skin So what is wrong with another sin?
here in this lonely place Longer than I care to think or say Hopin with a little luck Maybe Id find someone like you I have watched you nearly every morning
morning when they wakin' up This music got me out late but I holla at you when I'm done, don't stay up Will love play with us? It sting like paper cuts
Keep on knowin' what you know End up, up, up, in chains, chains, chains [Masta Killa] Back in '88, son was gettin' a little paper Caught a few stings
