Morning

Morning, like a picture

Without a frame

Morning, like a smile

Without a name



Simple, so simple but yet, so true

Oh morning I know now why your sky is so blue



Oh I...I cannot see through

What the whole soul can see behind

There are some things so beautiful, yet still undefined



Morning, like a prophet without a word

Morning, like a soldier without a sword

Woah now...



It's funny how we see so much

But cannot feel a thing

Oh my sweet saviour

Morning, here me sing

Here me sing, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah



Morning, morning, morning, oh now morning

Morning, morning, morning

Morning, morning, morning, oh no morning

Morning, morning, morning