Morning Sun
Dave Bixby
The Sun in the morning
Comes over the hill
And kisses the tall grass beside me
We are so young
At heart
And living is an art
To be good at
We get our strength in the daytime
By the Sun's golden rays
That lasts us into the nighttime
We find ourselves in many ways
The Sun in the morning
The new day is dawning
Look out your window
And see yourself walking
Through fields of love
And the sky up above
Is with you
We are so young
At heart
And living is an art
To be good at
Oh, God, we love you
How can we say
We love you?
We love you
How can anybody say?
