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Jul 2022
Tomorrow when the sun rises
I will not
The birds will stand at your window
And sing their morning melodies
But I will no longer hear them

Tomorrow when the sun rises
I will not
The sun will come and wake you with a kiss
And warm my now cold bedside pillow
But you will no longer feel me

Tomorrow when the sun rises
I will not
The seven o'clock alarm will go off loudly
And the news will start blabbering about
But there will be nothing new from me

Tomorrow when the sun rises
I will not
The smell of coffee will engulf the house
And the scent will wake your eyes
But I will no longer thirst

Tomorrow when the sun rises
I will not
But do not miss me nor cry for me
For I will be gone in body but not in spirit
And in heaven's gates I'll wait for you

For the morning that the sun rises,
Without you
- JP DeVille
Written by
- JP DeVille  M/US
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