Don't fret,
It'll be morning soon and I'll be gone
If you're bored beyond measure, longing for spice
Don't distress yourself,
It'll be morning soon and I'll be gone
If you fear my insanity like a ghostly mirage
Don't cower,
It'll be morning soon and I'll be gone
If you're looking for greener pastures, in lands far off
Be patient a bit,
It'll be morning soon and I'll be gone
A bird of the deepest night
On which few may lay sight
I love with an intense might
Fearing neither wrong nor right
Tomorrow's a different day and you may realise
But alas, my love
It'll be morning soon and I'll be gone,
Forever.
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Where are you going?
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