It was a beautiful morning   On a hill where the wind   Only carried the sound   Of the Mockingbird's song   And I was thinking about you      And all the flowers were dancing   One by one they all told me of the time   That had been and the time that will be   And I was thinking about you      I walked on down by the river   Saw the sails on the ships that were leaving   For places I could only dream of   And I was thinking about you      The river ran to the ocean   I walked through the market   And stared at the harbor lights   Through the soft rain   And I was thinking about you      I stood alone in the city   And the song I was singing   Was a cry in the night   For the morning to come   And I was thinking about you      It was a beautiful morning   On a hill where the wind   Only carried the sound   Of the Mockingbird's song   And I was thinking about you