There's an ache in my body
No its not pain
- The bindings imposed by a lazy morning
Ah! All efforts are vain

I hate clumsy
But I cant deny its pleasures
It's a sinful indulgence
Saturday morning leisures

I cling on to my sleep
Like ***** lovers embrace
Still tasting my dreams
As its dark sweetness slowly pales

The light waits on my window
Its whispers make the curtains glow
Ah! but I have a "waking up" to do
Must start steady and go slow