Early mornin' drizzle
Streets a shade of gray
My darlin's gone like the sun at the close of day
The heavens murmur secrets
Veiled in rain's refrain
My heart's a lonesome traveler
On a train without a claim
In the quiet before the storm
Where whispers dwell
I trace the echoes of a tale
I cannot tell
The world's painted in shades where
The lost things go
My heart's a silent beat
In the morning's soft glow
In the quiet before the storm
Where whispers dwell
I trace the echoes of a tale
I cannot tell
The world's painted in shades where
The lost things go
My heart's a silent beat
In the morning's soft glow
Night's silence cradles secrets
Hearts play a deep tune
A spark in the dark
I move to the night's croon
In the morning's soft glow
Echoes find their way
A lonesome traveler's heart
At the break of day
