i was born to love the morning
and the glorious rising sun,
and the birds who wake up chirping
how i love them, every one!
as i close my eyes and drink it in:
the light, the cool, the dew,
it all makes my heart start beating
like the mornings only do.
the amount i love each daybreak
almost makes me lose my head!
i was born to love the morning...
it's too bad i love my bed.
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