The Morning
Not the night but the morning
When the sun comes up
These days only fine clouds
The first rays not looking to defeat
The old-time deceit of a geocentric model
Deceived by a stationary reference in mind
Not the night but the morning
Well the thought might have helped
That the sun comes up so eager to appear
And the earth stands still, it feels so good to be here
Nothing compares
Being with you in the morning light
Nothing compares
Not the night but the morning
Another Monday and the light turns green
Grass is growing on my side of the street
As I walk to the train and from the station to the office
Straight to the coffee machine
Not the night but the morning
Oh it left me in a dream
I don't ever want to leave
Nothing compares
Being with you in the morning light
Nothing compares
Not the night but the morning
Another Monday and the light turns green
Grass growing on my side of the street
Right under my feet as I walk to the train
And from the station to the office
Straight to the coffee machine
Not the night but the morning
It left me in a dream and I find it quite difficult
To get it together and keep a straight face on
But I want to keep it quiet so the feeling doesn't fade away
When the sun comes up
These days only fine clouds
The first rays not looking to defeat
The old-time deceit of a geocentric model
Deceived by a stationary reference in mind
Not the night but the morning
Well the thought might have helped
That the sun comes up so eager to appear
And the earth stands still, it feels so good to be here
Nothing compares
Being with you in the morning light
Nothing compares
Not the night but the morning
Another Monday and the light turns green
Grass is growing on my side of the street
As I walk to the train and from the station to the office
Straight to the coffee machine
Not the night but the morning
Oh it left me in a dream
I don't ever want to leave
Nothing compares
Being with you in the morning light
Nothing compares
Not the night but the morning
Another Monday and the light turns green
Grass growing on my side of the street
Right under my feet as I walk to the train
And from the station to the office
Straight to the coffee machine
Not the night but the morning
It left me in a dream and I find it quite difficult
To get it together and keep a straight face on
But I want to keep it quiet so the feeling doesn't fade away
Credits
Writer(s): Bas Vosselman, Frank H Schalkwijk, Kaj J Van Driel, Meskerem Mees, Michael Broekhuizen
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