It's early morning
the sun breaks through the tired leaves again
your dawn is breaking
and paper thoughts blow through your mind
like dead leaves in the wind
but you know you'll have to face them once again
so goodnight bright eyes
won't you take me along with you
we'll watch the night skies from the moon
I'll never realize
but there's nothing that I wouldn't do
to sit and watch the sun rise here with you
you're feeling lonely
there's really nowhere left for you to go
there's no regrets now
just teary-eyed reflections of the world you used to know
so come on, angel, take my hand, let's go
maybe it's not that bad at all
