I looked out my windows today, and then the clock.
Thirty minutes to go to see the beam on my wall.
But as the clock ticked and the birds sang, I never felt that ray.
A frozen shadow showed its way to my face.
The sun forgot to rise today.
But it\'s okay — I won\'t miss it much, just the warmth of its touch,
The ray that kissed my skin like I was worth something,
The feeling of being seen.
The sun forgot to rise today,
But I will go on as if I didn\'t notice the absent rays
That would kiss my face,
That would dry Mother Nature\'s tears off the petals.
The sun forgot to rise today,
And I wish that I could\'ve treasured it more yesterday,
For I miss it much more than I thought I would today.
The sun forgot to rise today,
And I should have thanked him for yesterday.
But I forgot, and my sink aches with regrets
Of not noticing its bright shine yesterday.
The sun forgot to rise today,
And the forgotten beam that would touch my skin now feels so much more important.
The sun forgot that today would be the last day
His rays would kiss my skin.
But I forgot yesterday to thank him.
So the sun forgot to rise today,
And the rays on my skin will never feel that same way.