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