Lyrics:
Watching the sunWatching it comeWatching it come up over the rooftops.Cloudy and warmMaybe a stormYou can never quite tellFrom the morning.ChorusAnd it's going to be a dayThere is really no way to say noTo the morning.Yes it's going to be a dayThere is really nothing left toSay butCome on morning.Waiting for mailMaybe a tailFrom an old friendOr even a lover.Sometimes there's noneBut we have funThinking of all who mightHave written.And maybe there are seasonsAnd maybe they changeAnd maybe to love is not so strange.The sounds of the dayThey hurry awayNow they are gone until tomorrow.When day will breakAnd you will wakeAnd you will rake your handsAcross your eyesAnd realizeThat it's going to be a dayThere is really no way to say noTo the morning.Yes it's going to be a dayThere is really nothing left to say butCome on morning.