7 AM and I'm already [bad word] to beat the dawn
I'm tying on my scarf
"Good Morning"
I'm gone

Walking to class, I've got a skip in my step
My senses begin to heal
I hold the everyday with strength that I can feel
Because you opened my eyes
I know this has to be real

Showering me with falling stars
Memories of us, when time was ours

It's like I'm near you
Like I can almost hear you

Whispering inside my heart
Willing all my hopes and dreams to start
Like colors into art

My wish [bad word] [bad word] I'm glad I found you
I'll always love you