Hether

Morning Bells
You drive me crazy but you feed me well Like a mother with her son Would I ever stand a chance in hell? Without the one I call the one You hate the mornings but you love the sun Like a flower on the run Would you stay if I played the morning bell? Like the church-goers when they [have fun ?] Ooh, my love Ooh, my love Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh I wish I was an outer space man So I could take you to the moon You think it's funny when I grab your hand But 8 AM's just too soon Ooh, my love Ooh, my love From Letras Mania