One More Song

It's eight am and the bells are ringing
We make believe they can hear us singing along
And every tune we make up
Gives us another reason to wake up
One more day, one more song

We've got the birds, we've got the breeze
We spy the pretty city through the trees
We've got the tiny shiny patio
And only fourteen people know we're here

It's eight am and the bells are ringing
We make believe they can hear us singing along
And every tune we make up
Gives us another reason to wake up
One more day, one more song

We've got the scarlet bougainvillea
A canopy of panacea
We've got the yard bombarding orange tree
And I see you and you see me

In this green serene time machine
This undiscovered hideaway
Extraordinary, temporary
Let's just stay

It's eight am and the bells are ringing
We make believe they can hear us singing along
And every tune we make up
Gives us another reason to wake up
One more day, one more song
Let's just say - one more day, one more song
Let's just stay - one more day, one more...
Bum bum bum, bum bum bum, bum bum bum, bum ba bum bum



Credits
Writer(s): Dorian Frankel
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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