It's not the morning
It's not the dawn
The daylight savings reminds me of the fall
I'd like to stay here all night long
But the time is near
And the summer's almost gone
Don't ask me why I don't want
To feel like forever young anymore
Just catch my fall
Before I crawl on the floor
It's not the morning
It's not the dawn
The daylight savings reminds me of the fall
I'd like to stay here all night long
But my time is near
And my summer's almost gone
Don't ask me…
Is it so radical — after all?