You said you hate the birds
...because they wake you up too early in the morning.
I said I love them
...because they wake me up the same way.
...because they wake you up too early in the morning.
I said I love them
...because they wake me up the same way.
Nature's alarm clock is made of notes placed delicately on a musical staff.
A melody of our daily events soon to come.
I know that you secretly enjoy each feathery symphony.
You just don't want to admit it yet
...because that would make your mornings easier.
I know that you secretly enjoy
the sunrise,
the sunset,
the moon,
and the way I tell you all about
the stars.
You just don't want to admit it yet
...because it would make your life easier.
I hope that someday soon,
before your eyes slowly open,
you'll hear the composition of morning time's Mozart
and realize it was written
for you.
A melody of our daily events soon to come.
I know that you secretly enjoy each feathery symphony.
You just don't want to admit it yet
...because that would make your mornings easier.
I know that you secretly enjoy
the sunrise,
the sunset,
the moon,
and the way I tell you all about
the stars.
You just don't want to admit it yet
...because it would make your life easier.
I hope that someday soon,
before your eyes slowly open,
you'll hear the composition of morning time's Mozart
and realize it was written
for you.
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