Manonton Dalan - Things Happen

Morning is my best friend
That i will never exchange
from summer, snow or rain
I am always here waiting
I want to be up before sun,
Sun comes up and shining

I am waiting for her to show
Behind those clouds like snow
Over those mountains, hills,
Prairies where my heart fills
With too much love, happiness
Today she's hiding; faceless

Manonton Dalan

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