Morning,gently i'm awakened
if i'm not mistaken,spring is on the way
First light,a picture perfect sunrise
no ordinary morning
must be a lucky day.

In the quiet,i hear a stirring
i am not alone
i'm following the sound
a foot above the ground.
Down the hallway
you are standing
looking quite at home
like you were never gone

Morning,gently i'm awakened
if i'm not mistaken,spring is on the way
First light,a picture perfect sunrise
no ordinary morning
must be my lucky day.

At the table,there are children
look how tall they've grown
imagine my surprise
no sadness in their eyes.
I grab the paper
see the headlines
it reads "Peace on the earth"
the same recurring dream.

Morning (Some morning)
I will see that morning (Some morning)
And i want be dreaming (Some morning)
Come some morning soon.