Morning, Like a picture without a frame.
Morning, like a smile without a name.
Simple, oh, so simple, and yet so true.
Oh morning, I know now, why your sky is so blue.
Only I, I cannot see through it;
Oh, so, see behind it.
There are some things so beautiful,
They’re just undefined
Morning. like a prophet without a word.
Oh morning, like a soldier without a soul.
My, my, my, funny how we see so much,
But cannot feel a thing.
Oh my sweet savior, morning.
Hear me sing
Hear me sing
Morning
Morning
Morning
Morning
Morning
Morning
Morning
Morning…