An Astral Affair

In the morning she will greet me,
In the morning she will rise.
In the morning she will greet me,
Chasing darkness from our skies.

I'm the morning that she greets me,
She will let her warm face glow.
She will dance into the heavens,
So that all who see will know.

The morning that she greets me,
And shares in my same sky.
This! Is the morning!
That neither moon nor sun is shy