Christine Lavin

written by Malcolm McKinney

Sometimes, in the morning
I catch a falling dream
Disappearing scene
And I think about a someone
That I will never see again
And now it's only me again

Sometimes, in the morning
I think I hear a phrase
Echo through the haze
And it's just beyond my vision
It's something that he said one night
Before we went to bed one night.

Sometimes, in the morning
When I go back to sleep
Trying hard to keep,
All my memories in motion
Wishing you were here my love
Whispering in my ear, my love