When the Morning Comes

WHEN THE MORNING COMES

When the morning comes
I won't knew where-I belong
With my head in the clouds
Not so sure what I am all about
I am no family man
I gave up on too many dreams
The oblivion's obscene
It's to or fro but I'm in between

I will be settling in Nowhere Town
Eventualities keep coming around
I make my home in Halfway There
But my hope is on Everywhere

I'm burning the daze
I hope I won't be too late
Too late for what will ever be
The train is gone
But the fare's long been payed

When the morning comes
I hope I found my place
It's an unpleasant life
To sit and dwell on supposed mistakes



Credits
Writer(s): Joern Schlueter
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