To The Morning — текст песни (Dan Fogelberg)

Watching the sun

Watching it come

Watching it come up over the rooftops.



Cloudy and warm

Maybe a storm

You can never quite tell

From the morning.



Chorus

And its going to be a day

There is really no way to say no

To the morning.



Yes its going to be a day

There is really nothing left to

Say but

Come on morning.



Waiting for mail

Maybe a tail

From an old friend

Or even a lover.



Sometimes theres none

But we have fun

Thinking of all who might

Have written.



And maybe there are seasons

And maybe they change

And maybe to love is not so strange.



The sounds of the day

They hurry away

Now they are gone until tomorrow.



When day will break

And you will wake

And you will rake your hands

Across your eyes

And realize



That its going to be a day

There is really no way to say no

To the morning.



Yes its going to be a day

There is really nothing left to say but

Come on morning.