When the night is dark and the lamps
not shine when my eyes grow dim
and friends are not.
When the rain soak me
and doors shut me
December and snow cover in white
my temple.
When life hurts me
and even pay me
time when the heart is full of memories
yesterday.
When the illusion dies
and open wounds and can not find out
you'll be my morning. You'll be my morning
only you have the key to my life
that my wounds heal and relieve
you'll be my morning. You'll be my morning
joy which filled every hour
who comes, looks at me and love me
you'll be my morning.
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