I've sung everything from hard times to heaven
To the cold winds that chilled my very soul
& I've sung everything from lonely nights in taverns
To dime store women on the troll
& I've sung everything from sunshine to sadness
From the good life to the hells of Bob McVee
Now I sing a different song & tell a different story
'Cause Jesus sang a different song to me
(Meet me in the mornin')
In the sweet still shadows of his love (of his love)
(Meet me in the mornin')
In the warm soft goodness of his love
I've read it in the pages of Matthew, Mark & Proverbs
In the warm soft goodness of his love
Of his love___, of his love