To the Morning lyrics

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

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 a mail

Maybe a tale

From an old friend or even a lover

Sometimes there's none

But we have fun

Thinking of all who might have written

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

And maybe

There are seasons

And maybe

They change

And maybe

To love is not so strange

The sounds of the day

Now they hurry away

Now they are gone until tomorrow

When day will break

And you will wake

And you will rake

Your hands across your eyes

And realize

That is going to be say

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

And maybe

There are seasons

And maybe

They change

And maybe

To love is not so strange

• Artist:Dan Fogelberg
• Album:Home Free (1972)