The night is over, will you love me anymore?
The day has begun, will you call me a whore?
The birds are singing to the sun's rays..
while you recover from slumber's morning haze..
The morning after and you're not here..
The morning after the moment I feared..
Will you talk to me the way you did?
Or will you just go and tighten the lid..
The lid on what we were as friends..
The lid that cuts all the loose ends..
Tell me the truth about how you feel
and tell me something about keeping it real..
The night is over and your not here..
The Morning after is the moment I fear..
No more embrace, no more smile
No more conversation laced with guile..
You just walked out the door and out of my life..
You just walked out on the one who would die to be your wife..
Did you give a second thought when you tasted my lips?
Did you fulfill your fantasy, with your hands on my hips?
Did you just plan this to fail from the start?
Did you just want to come back and break my heart?
The night is over and I know what's to come..
and I'm left sobbing here in bed and feeling hurt & numb.
8-20-2000

11/15/2001

Posted on 11/15/2001
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