Morning sun, and morning glories pouring down the hill
through my window I can feel the ocean breeze
Noisy sparrows fill the oak trees
swallows can't stay still
and in the glad commotion, Lord you speak to me
Em A Asus A Em A Asus A
You're the one who goes before me
and in my heart I know
That this good day, it is a gift from you
The world is turning in its place
because you made it to
I lift my voice to sing a song of praise
on this good day
I will walk to woodmans cove
the fishing boats are leaving
Seagulls follow just above the water
I will wait until the sunset
brings them home again
rigging lines and anchors in the harbor
Em A Asus A Em A Asus A
You're the one who goes before me
and in my heart I know
That this good day, it is a gift from you
the world is turning in its place because you made it to
I lift my voice to sing a song of praise
on this good day