one more hour

every morning
a dark mist fog of uncertainty
why should i get up
why not sleep one more hour
think about you and me
one more hour
about wheels spinning
through summer holidays
one more hour

in the morning
sand everywhere
cold snow
could not be worse
let me reach out
and get back down
one more hour
to think about the lawn

one more hour
to hold your hands
to feel your skin
one more hour
to think about the wind

this is what i want
one more hour
just to let go
some time that now
never before and never after
will be perfect for me
will be precisely what i want
will be the time i need
one more hour
let it come
one more hour
think of you and me