To wake up to the sunrise
Is no easy feat
When all you do is toss and turn
And think of counting sheep
And of the morning doves
Are birds that go "tweet tweet"
To fill the dawning voices
With energy from late sleep
Yeah right.
I'm no morning person.
YOU ARE READING
In the Garden Primeval, where I'll pray for you.
PoetryI have a plan for you You'll deal with it all And with the weight of the world on your shoulders you'll face a fall People won't catch you Many times But I'll pray for you They'll come in time
