Sweet Morning Vision

If I could go and feel no sorrow 

I am just like a smoking volcano in my head 

If I could adjust and have no trouble 

Her heart was like an empty pebble in her chest 

I spoke her name on a mountain of flowers 

but it became a question of needing a ladder for my reach 


I saw her running like a sweet morning vision 

upon the ruins of my stolen perception of her mind 

Bring me something new that I don’t have to make up 

I’m sick of seeing how the world has changed us 

And I can’t explain what there was between us 


If I could lose my deepest confusions 

I would be rid of my sweetest delusions about her now 

But I know life is like riding a bicycle 

Up on the handlebars it’s a never ending struggle to stay on top 


Bring me something new that I don’t have to make up 

I’m sick of seeing how the world has changed us 

And I can’t explain, I can’t explain what there was between us 


She is my sweet, sweet morning vision 

Sweet, sweet morning vision 

Sweet, sweet morning vision 

Sweet, sweet morning vision in my head 


Bring me something new that I don’t have to make up 

I’m sick of seeing how the world has changed us 

And I can’t explain, I can’t explain, I can’t explain what there was 

Bring me something new that I don’t have to make up 

I’m sick of seeing how the world has changed us 

And I can’t explain I can’t explain what there was between us