Here I am in the early morning mist
Wishing and wanting to simply be kissed
By the one who makes my soul sing
and sends my heart into flutters like butterfly wings
Here I am staring at the early morning sky
and in the soft light I begin to cry
I simply want to be with the one I love
To fly to him on the wings of a dove
To land beside him where he dreams
My heart is ripping at the seams
As the early morning mist softly caressing my face
With a lover's tenderness and grace
and again my thoughts fly to where he is
I hope he knows he dreadfully missed
