I sleep in the morn. br I do not wish to rise. br I hear the rain br and I know the skies br are crying big raindrops br and the clouds are gray. br The approaching hours br will begin my day. br br Oh how I need to see the sun br come out from the clouds br to burn my skin br and heat up this frame of mind I'm in. br I can't stay put in this tiresome bed. br Too many thoughts will destroy my head. br All I need is one word from you, br then the rain and clouds could not get through.