We went out for a meal to a restaurant she found
Walked back holding hands through a quiet part of town
Her place was hung with scarves and lit by tiny lights
Country music on the player, she said “won’t you stay the night?”
And morning came too soon
Morning came too soon
Morning came too soon
We kissed, it seemed like hours on her lovers’ chair
Her hands made expeditions through my tangled hair
Her neck was doused in musk, its skin sweet to my tongue
I held her in my arms as in my arms she clung
And morning came too soon
Morning came too soon
Morning came too soon
We undressed each other gently with care and emphasis
And each uncovered piece of skin was welcomed by a kiss
Her blouse and pencil skirt fell tumbling to the ground
The country record ended, our breath the only sound
And morning came too soon
Morning came too soon
Morning came too soon
Her bed was piled with pillows, and a blanket she had sewed
We ventured underneath, and slowly I unlocked her code
I worshipped her with hands, with tongue and breath and song
The answering of her body told me where to linger long
And morning came too soon
Morning came too soon
Morning came too soon
There was rhythm in the night, there was magic in the room
She drew herself on top, her eyes shone like the moon
Her loving mouth, her sensuous hands, and all that they expressed
But here I draw the veil, you must imagine all the rest
We lay in holy silence, our bodies still entwined
She thought she’d found her love of loves, and I thought I’d found mine
This folly would be shattered but not while we remained
Under night’s enchantment, safe in darkness’s domain
And morning came too soon
Morning came too soon
Morning came too soon
Morning came too soon
Morning came too soon
Morning came too soon