Fairytale Morning

It's a fairytale morning, the ocean looks turquoise As if it was painted that way The waves how they rush from the shore or the island It carries my vision away The sun seems to blind that part of my mind That's searching for yesterday's rhymes It's the first day of something And I wonder if it could be love She lays there and tosses her head on the pillow She peeks from the blanket to see She looks like a child but acts like a woman Whenever she reaches for me Her touch burns my skin and that makes me frightened She looks like a photograph there Its the first day of something And I wonder if it could be love Yes, it's hard to believe I spent all this time here alone Trying to forget the heartaches that broke up our home Now they're gone Why, she's seen it all, from the start to the fall She knew I'd need some place to hide My wife, she had taking the baby and left me With all of this hatred inside She's been my friend, she helped me get over And now that I'm better I see The first day of something And I wonder if it could be love --- Fairytale Morning - David Allan Coe