At Six

Wake me up at 6 so I can feel the breeze, so crisp I'll bring a souvenir of this sweet morning trip, a melody To let it go is easy, isn't it The birds are still sleeping for once I feel at peace with me I woke up at six and left the misery under my sheets Come and see, it's free To let it go is not easy, you are the morning light That I missed so much “It's ok to cry” She said “it's ok to cry”