Melancholy morning whisper your song
in the message let be learned the death of yesterday
as the breeze moves the daisies;
recollection or that that can't, brings comfort in lonesome
today is the day for the rest of a life
the song that should of been written long ago
her image in a haze amongst the mist
makes for a lonely walk in bringing to life;
what passed away in a selfish day before
