How do you rate the morning sun
It’s just too heavy for me
and all I wanted was the world
if you were the star let in the sun
Don’t go wasting your time
Cause there is no finish line
And you don’t see anything,
Not even love not anything,
The night can take the man from you
A sense of wonder overdue
The morning brings a mystery
The evening makes it history
Who am I to rate the morning sun?
It’s just too heavy for me
and all I wanted was the world
if you were the star let in the sun
Don’t go wasting your time
Cause there is no finish line
And you don’t see anything,
Not even love not anything,
The night can take the man from you
A sense of wonder overdue
The morning brings a mystery
The evening makes it history
Who am I to rate the morning sun?
...Robbie Williams
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