Lola Marsh Darkest Hour
Years go by
All the land is dry
And the world is wide
Come enjoy the ride
Oh, my golden songs
I have found them when I was home
Sold my rhymes, lucky charms
Took with me from your arms
Open your eyes
In your darkest hour
Don't turn your back on the crowd
Why the cities and the shows
And tomorrow's unbounded roads
Are the key that we turn for the lonely heart
In the morning
I'm longing
In the morning
For you
On a cold window seat
Charmed with soft neon lights
On a foreign narrow street
I sit down and I write
Like a songbird in a cage
Gladiator who's lost his rage
Different city, different bed
Lost the melody in my head
And I open my eyes
In the darkest hour
I don't turn my back on the crowd
Why the cities and the shows
And tomorrow's unbounded roads
Are the key that we turn for the lonely heart
In the morning
I'm longing
In the morning
For you
In the morning
I'm longing
In the morning
For you
For you
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
In the morning
