September When Morning May The 7th
How can you be so certain Time flies and you're so young Nice lines and compliments are printed on your mind So many different colours You saw them all so clear Although they sometimes are hard to find Morning star awaking I know you can hear me Is this how it should be? I know you're changing slowly you'll sonn be far away Fast running hours they will soon become a day All right i know you're young So I don't mean to ruin it So much wasted I just wish that you could stay Morning May the 7th I wake up by your side Your eyes are open wide I can't hear your heartbeat you're as cold as ice I just wish that you could stay here for a while
