Late Night Alumni

Wake me up to the sound of my feet upon the ground
Get me up, get me through, get myself I'm talking to
I'm awake, and although, and it's not my place to say
Brush the hair from my ears and slowly walk away
'cause this is the day
This is the day
This is the day
Early to bed, early to rise
Seemingly sleepy, with open eyes
Early to bed, early to rise
Sleeping still on the bright side
Waking up to the sound of my feet above the ground
Gets me up, follows through with my fortunes to the noon
I'm awake and I know that it's no one's place to say