[bad word] rises at dawn 
With a sigh and a yawn 
And a dream lingers on 
In her dream she’s a swan 

With a cloud over head  [bad word] swims out of bed 
She removes from her hair 
Monsters made out of air 
And she screams with no sound 
As her feet touch the ground 

She’ll be a morning shadow 
She’ll be a morning shadow 
with the Sun that rises 
She dematerializes
 [bad word] rise at dawn 
With a sigh and a yawn 
And you search for a trace 
But there’s none in her face 
Of the thoughts that she keeps 
They are lost in her sleep 

She’ll be a morning shadow 
She’ll be a morning shadow 
with the sun that rises 
She dematerializes