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