Early Morning

Early morning
Hear the children play
Morning coffee on the table tray
And I'm leaving for a day
Where your smile and your joyful words lay
Touch my hair locks
Touch my chest and see
How we're heading to the next scene

Like a mother bird builds her nest
Like a pillow feather flits and rest
I am wandering from place to place
Sometimes I stay, sometimes I trace for the best
But as your loving hands craft our song
I am sure we've found our dream home



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Ducasse, Daniel Burkhart, Jean-luc Beduchaud
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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