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