It's very early morning
And I stretch and yawn,
Go back to bed
It's not even dawn.
My body is tired,
While my brain is awake.
What to do, what to do
As I hesitate.
My body rolls over
While my mind is spinning,
I haven't decided yet
Which one is winning.
Get up, Get up!
My Brain yells at me,
With eyes barely open
I can hardly see.
It's cold outside and
I've decided to keep
My body in this bed
And go back to sleep.
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