Morning Song

When I wake there's a sound I can hear all around
Not birds, city breeze, witnesses in the street
Just a chord made of 3 all things temporary

Morning song, morning song

When I wake there's a note I can feel in my heart
In a room with 2 beds how were we ever apart
Just a chord made of 3 all things temporary

Morning song, morning song
Morning song, morning song



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Caldwell
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