I am this morningMourningThe mornings pastThe things undoneThe comfort unsaid I am this morningMourningThe guitar not strumThe call not madeThe words not written I am this morningMourningA nest emptyFamily flownA brother lost I am this morningMourningThe cheek not caressednot kissedThe chance, not chosen I am this morningMourningThe time turnedThe lover leftThe heart hurt I am …