Morning comes and lifts the haze now and the skylin's cut in two
Worries are so out of place now, now when silver splits the blue.
I hear all the sounds, get all the hooks and pretty sharp is the way I look,
anticipating what tomorrow brings.
I never thought I could be the one, I never thought I would be the one.
I humbly feel;
I am the king of kings.
'Cause ooho, aha, ooho, aha, ohoo, aha, ooho.
Something's happened to the colours, the sundown's like a good nosebleed.
Don't you worry 'bout tomorrow, decisions made at lightning speed.
I'm not so grumpy anymore, I'm not so easily getting bored.
Don't necessarily wish the days away.
Not everything is going well still it's the nicest part
of hell.
I don't necessarily wish the nights away.
