Morning

A morning that arrives gently
Leaves fall, memories bring
From all our yesterday
I imagine you in the early hours

I want to be able to go back
In all our yesterday
My youth, lacking in value and virtue
Does not express a similarity
To what I felt for you
A morning that came gently
And stole kisses from us that I will never remember

My youth, lacking in value and virtue
Does not express a similarity
To what I felt for you
A morning that came gently
And stole kisses from us that I will never remember
I will never remember
I will never remember