Bloom

In the morning when I wake And the sun is coming through Oh, you fill my lungs with sweetness And you fill my head with you Shall I write it in a letter Shall I try to get it down Oh, you fill my head with pieces Of a song I can't get out Can I be close to you Ooh-oo-oo-ooh, ooh-oo-oo-ooh Can I be close to you Ooh-oo-oo-ooh, ooh-oo-oo-ooh Ooh-oo-oo-ooh, ooh-oo-oo-ooh, ooh-oo-oo-ooh Ooh-oo-oo-ooh, ooh-oo-oo-ooh, ooh-oo-oo-ooh Where the fields are painted gold And the trees are filled with memories Of the feelings never told When the evening pulls the sun down And the day is almost through Oh, the whole world, it is sleeping But my world is you Can I be close to you Ooh-oo-oo-ooh, ooh-oo-oo-ooh Can I be close to you Ooh-oo-oo-ooh, ooh-oo-oo-ooh Ooh-oo-oo-ooh, ooh-oo-oo-ooh, ooh-oo-oo-ooh Ooh-oo-oo-ooh, ooh-oo-oo-ooh, ooh-oo-oo-ooh