In

the

mor-

ning

when

I

wake

And

the

sun

is

co-

ming

through

Boy,

you

fill

my

lungs

with

sweet-

ness

And

you

fill

my

head

with

you

Shall

I

write

it

in

a

let-

ter?

Shall

I

try

to

get

it

down?

Oh,

you

fill

my

head

with

pie-

ces

Of

a

song

I

can't

get

out

Can

I

be

close

to

you?

Can

I

be

close

to

you?

Can

I

take

you

to

a

mo-

ment

Where

the

fields

are

pain-

ted

gold?

And

the

trees

are

filled

with

memo-

ries

Of

the

fee-

lings

ne-

ver

told?

When

the

eve-

ning

pulls

the

sun

down

And

the

day

is

al-

most

through

Oh,

the

whole

world,

it

is

slee-

ping

But

my

world

is

you

Can

I

be

close

to

you?

Can

I

be

close

to

you?

Can

I

be

close

to

you?

Can

I

be

close

to

you?

Can

I

be

close

to

you?