All I wanted was the chance to say,  I would like to see you in the morning.  Rolling over to have you there,  Would make it easy for a little bit longer.     But here  Closer every year  So near  The fear is coming clear  My dear  The fear is here     Hottest summer in a hundred years.  But summer didn't bother getting up this morning.  And so all the trees forgot to wake.  They were dropping all their leaves,   on the ground below them.    But here  Closer every year  So near  The fear is coming clear  My dear  The fear is here     All I wanted was the chance to say,  I would like to see you in the morning.  Rolling over just to have you there.  Would make it easy for a little bit longer.  Make it easy for a little bit longer  Make it easy for a little bit longer  Make it easy for a little bit longer  Make it easy for a little bit longer  Make it easy for a little bit longer    these lyrics are last corrected by M. Stewart