to_the_morning cooper rasha 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 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 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 130215 what's it to you? who go blather from