From the recording Subject To Change
In the morning will you rise, will you wake up?
In the evening have you my desire, shall we make love?
So tired, so wired, so fired by you
You've been good to me and so let's be nice, not mistake up
I've been good to you, I know that we cry when we break up
Love is little things
Like plucking these six strings
Desires that would take wing can sting
In the morning will you bring me toast and me tea up?
In the evening have you warmed the bed, is it made up?
Love don't last so long
So I wrote us this song
A portrait written from your arms
© A. Power
Reproduced by permission