Tell me (Blue Morning)

Clear your mind
and listen, a bird!
First waves of sun,
settling along.

Got to love
your friends,
clouds over-head
Got to have a love

Ray of light,
you believed it was
a night and a day
An anthema if it was

There’s a desert
on the road
and a highway boat
Girl it’s a present

Got to love
your energy
Doubts over-head
Got to have a love

Piano street,
a Steppenwolf
and a man who
needs your soul

You were born
in January,
doubting the existence
you’re the best thing

Got to love
your friends,
word in a doubt
coming from your mouth

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