Late Dawn

If I lose my breath by the morning, please carry the tune Of the dying song I used to sing in the throes of June Don't tell me that I'm being morbid. I know it will be soon 'Cause I could feel my lungs -- They were failing at that beautiful view The sun disappeared behind that tree line And you promised it would rise Now I'm not saying you were lying But I don't think you were right If I never really become anybody At least when you see that I'm just a lifeless body Maybe eternity will mean something new Can we wait for the sun? For the sun? Can we wait for the sun? For the sun? Can we wait for the sun? For the sun? Can we wait for the sun? For the sun?