Good Morning-midnight


Good Morning-Midnight-
I'm coming Home-
Day-got tired of Me-
How could I-of Him?

Sunshine was a sweet place-
I liked to stay-
But Morn-didn't want me-now-

I can look-can't I-
When the East is Red?
The Hills-have a way-then-
That puts the Heart-abroad-

You-are not so fair-Midnight-
I chose-Day-
But-please take a little Girl-
He turned away!

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