The Morn Approach Lyrics

I was once standing by a church
And waiting for the morn approach
My cigarette was like a spark
Lost in the ocean of the dark
And suddenly when I turned back
I saw a young girl dressed in black
Lit up by the arising moon
The girl was weeping at a tomb
I quietly came to that place
And saw her raise her tearstained face
And as I gazed her light-blue eyes
I seemed to feel the endless skies
I asked the girl: “Why‘re you upset?”
She first was silent, and then said…
(I heard a low and mournful sigh):
“No more of life, I'm gonna die”
I was once standing by a church
And waiting for the morn approach