Morning, like a picture   Without a frame   Morning, like a smile   Without a name      Simple, so simple but yet, so true   Oh morning I know now why your sky is so blue      Oh I...I cannot see through   What the whole soul can see behind   There are some things so beautiful, yet still undefined      Morning, like a prophet without a word   Morning, like a soldier without a sword   Woah now...      It's funny how we see so much   But cannot feel a thing   Oh my sweet saviour   Morning, here me sing   Here me sing, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah      Morning, morning, morning, oh now morning   Morning, morning, morning   Morning, morning, morning, oh no morning   Morning, morning, morning