Woke up this morning,
sunlight shining through the window.
The dog was still snoring
and I've never felt more at home.
This life's so hard,
but I'm moving along.
But just this morning,
it feels like a reggae song.
The drums tap on,
as my baby starts to wake
and I feel their beat
as the daylight starts to break.
Then the bass lines start
as the dog peaks a glance.
They're slow and they're steady
as the new day starts to dance.
This life so hard,
but I'm moving along,
But just this morning,
it feels like a reggae song.
And the chords start going
as the room starts glowing
and the love is a-flowing
with my beauty by my side.
And in my head I'm grooving
to a song that is so soothing.
So when she starts a-moving,
I've got a smile I can't hide.
It's just
so
right.
To be
free
from the
night.
The music picks up
as a tail begins to wag.
The tempo is increasing
with the jingle of her tag.
There's a full song pause...
...as my girl opens her eyes.
Then it all starts again
under the early morning skies.
This life's so hard,
but I'm moving along.
But just this morning,
it feels like a reggae song.
We hit a minor chord
as we think about the day,
about the jobs we must do
and the bills we must pay.
There's that full song pause...
...as we get on out of bed.
And we both call in sick
to hit the beach instead.
It's just
so
right.
To be
free
from the
night.
This life's so easy
when we're moving right along.
If we live each every day
just like our reggae song.
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