It's late Is it evening? I've forgotten. It's late Have I eaten? I don't know. Lonely, 'cause it's easy. Sad, and as I yawn, I'm restless and uneasy when you're gone. It's dawn. Shadows have have been climbing up my window I haven't seen the sunrise in so long. Tired, but not sleepy The dew breaks on the lawn I always greet the morning when you're gone. It's dawn. At 5 am, it's chilly, and I almost sleep. I almost sleep. At 6 o'clock, the fog lifts from my sheets. Seven brings the coffee. Eight the sparrow's song. I always meet the morning when you're gone. It's dawn.