After the night comes the day,
Promises to keep when the birds are awake,
She promised me she wouldn't end it not this time,
The innocence of her face in the morning light,
She's full of joy like a vivid rainbow, her glow blinded my heart,
She rises gently from her bed,
As she exile these dreadful thoughts of being dead from her head,
Later she realized life can be compromising,
Never had she known anything so unsurprising.
