She's there waiting at the gate painted by the dawn.
 She's there waiting at the gates as the velvet night sky is torn.

 She says good morning, I smile and say the same.

 She's stands waiting at the gate smiling at the rain.
 As I turn to wave to her I wish I could remain.

 She [-eee ] says good morning.

 She's there waiting at the gate warming all she sees.

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 Threading through a web of gas the rain precedes the storm,
 Coughing on my way to work her smile keeps me warm

 She said good morning i smiled and said the same.

 She's stands waiting at the gate a picture in my brain.