The clock on your wall, stops
it’s at 9.
Norah Jones said it looks like morning in your eyes,
The clock on your wall, no more ticking.
The curtain falls, you open.
Sunset, now lies on your face, the whole world is in your eyes.
Sad sun light, dances on my face.
Surprise, in my eyes.
The distance between us, looks like a deep cut.
where to put?
The clock on your wall, stops.
That sounds annoys your morning sun
Just like me annoying your fun.