Misty As The Morning

	hey, any single moment of the day
	doesn't take no poetry to say
	ok, I need you
	a fact's a fact just let it in
	come on let the end begin
	fact's a fact just let it in
	come on let the end begin
	hey, misty as the morning that's your way
	trapped inside some complicated fate
	to late, to hear you
	a fact's a fact just let it in
	come on let the end begin
	fact's a fact just let it in
	come on let the end begin
	end, end
	we've become the victims of our own creation
	crying till we're all red rose
	under the winter's clothes
	no one knows
	I can never reach you you've been disconnected
	lost upon the ancient breeze
	watching your future freeze
	by degrees
	and there's a look in your eyes that I never have seen
	and it calls me to trial over time and in means
	you're closer to gone, further than been
	nobody nowhere or somewhere between
	still I feel it again it's a strange kind of love
	it comes from the side from the front from above
	if it's hell that you feel it's torture to see
	I'm begging you don't go misty on me
	a fact's a fact just let it in
	come on let the end begin
	fact's a fact just let it in
	come on let the end begin