To the Morning Lyrics

Watching the sun
Watching it come
Watching it come up
Over the rooftopsCloudy and warm
Maybe a storm
You can never quite tell
From the morningAnd it's going to be a day
There is really no way to say
No to the morningYes it's going to be a day
There is really nothing left to say
But come on morningWaiting for mail
Maybe a tale
From an old friend
Or even a loverSometimes there's none
But we have fun
Thinking of all who might
Have writtenAnd it's going to be a day
There is really no way to say

No to the morningYes it's going to be a day
There is really nothing left to say
But come on morningAnd maybe there are seasons
And maybe they change
And maybe to love is not so strangeThe sounds of the day
Now they hurry away
Now they are gone until tomorrowWhen day will break
And you will wake
And you will rake your hands
Across your eyes and realizeThat it's going to be a day
There is really no way to say
No to the morningYes it's going to be a day
There is really nothing left to say
But come on morningAnd maybe there are seasons
And maybe they change
And maybe to love is not so strange