1:00 in the morning,
I'm watching TV,
And I'm wondering what's gonna
Become of me.
The rain is still fallin',
At least it's not snow,
My dreams are callin'
But I don't want to go.
I hear my parents waking,
And I pause the movie,
I hold my breath
Until they go back to sleep.
I finish the film,
And drop into bed,
Soft blanket over me,
Comfy pillow under my head.
I dread the day to come,
And yet I fall asleep,
Somehow, my dreams come,
And I make not a peep.
I wake up later that morning,
To see, amazingly,
The sun made it through the storm,
And it rose to greet me.
Now I'm sitting in my backyard,
My hair flying in the wind,
This morning is far over,
Is sneaking around a sin?
Laying, bored, in the grass,
The sun beating down on me,
And I slowly fall asleep,
Thinking of my midnight morning movie.
