Melanie In The Hour
In the hour when the sun shines shines bright On my head in the city where I am alone, I never think of that once told story When two flowers almost were one. But what to do? I still think in the morning of you. When darkness hovers and city lights take over I am blinded to the words "I am alone". It's useless to cry for a star in the sky, For the city lights tell me there's none. But what to do? I still cry in the morning for you. When my head touches my pillow I am too weary To dare dream that I am alone. Now I lay myself down to sleep, I pray the Lord his soul to keep is my song. But what to do? I still dream in the morning for you. What to do? I still cry in the morning for you.
