Too Many Mornings

[BEN]
Too many mornings
Waking and pretending I reach for you
Thousands of mornings
Dreaming of my girl.

All that time wasted
Merely passing through
Time I could have spent
So content
Wasting time with you.

Too many mornings
Wishing that the room might be filled with you
Morning to morning
Turning into days.

All the days that I thought would never end
All the nights with another day to spend
All those times I'd look up to see:

Sally standing at the door
Sally moving to the bed
Sally resting in my arms
With her head against my head.

[SALLY]
If you don't kiss me Ben I think I'm gonna die
How I planned:
What I'd wear tonight and
When should I get here
How should I find you
Where I'd stand
What I'd say in case you didn't remember.

How I'd remind you
You remembered
And my fears were wrong!

Was it ever real?
Did I ever love you this much?
Did we ever feel
So happy then?

[BEN]
It was always real.

[SALLY]
I should have worn green.

[BEN]
And I've always loved you this much.

[SALLY]
I wore green the last time.

[BEN]
We can always feel.

[BEN]
The time I

[BOTH]
this happy / was happy.

Too many mornings
Wasted in pretending I reach for you
How many mornings
Are there still to come!

How much time can we hope that there will be?
Not much time but it's time enough for me
If there's time to look up and be/see:

Sally standing at the door
Sally moving to the bed
Sally resting in your/my arms
With your head against my head.