What is it about early in the morning? Why is there a romance in the girl sitting over there with a cup of coffee? Why is her existence the very romance that I crave? Why does every bite SHE takes Make me ponder marriage? I don't even know this girl But she sure is romantic. Early morning romance is evil With its slithering tail of deceit. She's not perfect, I could name every flaw. But in that moment she is the most perfect girl I've ever seen. Early morning romance you unjust-seductress. Forcing the sun to act as Cupid Winding the wind so it whispers silent melodies Arranging an extra table in between us so that it becomes THE boundary that I cannot cross. Early Morning Romance You are an evil maniacal *******, Using my heroine as your puppet... You offer me hope, For my impossible romance. You dangle this unreachable sublime dream Right in front of me. And then she leaves, and my life! Becomes real again.