'Til Morning
Deborah Dyer, Len Arran
Take these sore eyes
I've no use for them
Now I feel there's
Nothing left to see
Take your moment
It's not important
It's destined for my
Fading memory
Ma baby
€˜Til then sleep so completely
So discreetly
In my arms
'Til then lie
So convincingly
Stll I'll stay here
'Till the morning comes
Take your satisfaction
If it makes it worth it
And take your little tricks
When you leave