I'm a morning person but still love thenight
Night is terrifying and so much quiet
It engages me in deep thoughts
In the world of scenarios I get caught
Twinkling stars and beautiful moon
Can you see such beauty in afternoon?
Yeah it makes me feel lonely sometimes
It seems scary which I can't decline
Morning has its own charm and magic
Nothing about it is depressing and tragic
As the sun rises so does my strength
It's a symbol of hope and new chance
