Night Owls - Whitehorse

Morning dreads fellow light

A lifted dawn hungover night

Porch dwelling dreamers

Who can't remember why they came

To sleepwalk

And sweet talk

To pluck your pretty petals

Until he loves you not

He loves me not

So feast your eyes then they disappear

The young at heart the insincere

The well-meaning troublemaking troubadours

And you toss and you turn

You live and you learn

Just when you thought you had it in your grasp

It flew away

It flew away

Like fireflies fickle light

Burning holes into the night

All the night owls want to know

Oh where did the love go

Oh where did the love go