Morning Song Testo

Testo Morning Song

Morning I wait for the evening to come
but it never comes
morning I wait for desire to come
with a beautiful song
morning I wait for my lover to come over
with a gorgeous dress of tenderness
poor me I wish I could be what I'm not what I'm not
ah...

morning, I look how the others behave
and I hate myself
another wasted day staring at the mirror naked
maybe I could die suddenly frosted
no feelings I walk like a devil a hurricane
with a scary face bringing pain
poor me I wish I could be what I'm not I'm not
ah...

I'm sure there are loads like me
we could be a family
you want me to write more words to it
we know there is nothing more to be said