It's 7am.
The dawn's barely broken.
But my heart's already broken.

Packed your luggage.
Left with your package.
Left an enormous baggage,
I'm a total wreckage.
What's left to salvage?

It's 12am.
The day has just gone.
So are you, just gone.
And I'm so worn.
I'm so torn.
So forlorn.
Long....
for you.