The sound of sunshine shouts across the window sill,
A drum that echoes through a world that once was still.
Gone with the morning, where did the feeling go?
What was here is here no more,
We are shadows of the night before.
Two daytime strangers wake, a long way from the night,
We couldn't make the journey from the dark to light.
Gone with the morning, what happens I don't know.
The bed is warm where we have slept,
Sunshine came and we were swept away,
We are only victims of the day.
Gone with the morning, where did the feeling go?
What was here is here no more,
We are shadows of the night before.
I wish I knew why love just fades away and dies,
Like stars that live by night and tumble from the skies.
Chased by the dawning, gone with the morning light.
Where did the feeling go, just what happened I don't know.
The song refused to linger on,
Love was here but now love has gone
With the morning.
