Monkees - Early Morning Blues & Greens Lyrics
By diane hilderbrand and jack kellerA distant night bird mocks the sun.I wake as I have always done,To freshly scented sycamoreAnd cold bare feet on hardwood floor.My steaming coffee warms ny faceIm diappointed in the taste.But theres a peace the early bringsThe morning world of growing things.[instrumental]I feel the moments hurry onIt was today, its died away,And now it is forever gone.And I will drink my coffee slowAnd I will watch my shadow growAnd disappear in firelightAnd sleep alone again tonight.