To the Morning Lani Hall

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 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 tail
From an old friend
Or even a lover

Sometimes there's none
But we have fun
Thinking of all who might
Have written