Watching the sun, watching it come,
Watching it come up over the roof tops
Cloudy and warm, maybe a storm,
You can never quite tell from the morning.
And it's going to be a day
There is really no way to say "no" to the morning
Yes, it's going to be a day, there is really nothing left to say
But come on morning
Waiting for mail, maybe a tale
From an old friend or even a lover
Sometimes there's none, but we have fun
Thinking of all who might have written
And it's going to be a day
There is really no way to say "no" to the morning
Yes, it's going to be a day, there is really nothing left to say
But come on morning
And may-be there are seasons and may be they change
And may be to love is not so strange
The sounds of the day now they hurry away
Now they are gone until tomorrow
When day will break and you will wake
And you will take your hands across your eyes
And realize that it's going to be a day
There is really no way to say "no" to the morning
Yes, it's going to be a day, there is really nothing left to say
But come on morning
And may-be there are seasons and may be they change
And may be to love is not so strange