The never empty skies

The never empty skies I will wait,beneath your window until tomorrow comes I will dance, around this sycamore till tomorrow comes When the dawn comes breaking my heart won't follow suit I'll still be here waiting when tomorrow comes I will gaze, into you'r eyes again with the morning sun I'll become that fool again, the lovesick one As the sinner who has been used to the darkness for too long i came running when i heard your song, we will gather flowers when the morning comes Minutes turn to hours, as the crescent moon sails by Satilites they orbit, the never empty skies The stars in their own way, they have a part to play they keep me company, till the morning sun shines when it shines she is my love, she is the one.