Morning Reflection

Well, I woke up, early, this morning,
With a woman, on my mind.
I remembered, the ways, that we made love
But the feeling, was a long way behind.

Her body, was soft, and silky
Her mouth, was sweet,and warm
And she made me feel high, as an eagle can fly
As I rolled, in her strong, loving arms.

Oh I hope, that she still, can remember
About a picker who once loved her so
And a big, brass bed, where she once laid her head
Such a long, long time, ago.

But I guess, that it don't, really matter<
Because I know, that I've got to stay free
But still, all and yet,I do hunger
For the things, that I know cannot be.

Oh I woke up early this morning.