Like a piece of the air, it's just how you feel Are you really there? Are you even real? I don't know which way to go, when I hear you everywhere There's a melody in every line, and a sorrow in these eyes of mine If a diamond hangs in every tree and a life is lost for every leaf, can a bird still sing? I listened just this morning this is what I heard An angel's wings in cool night air, like a blackbird in the chapel A starling in the moonlight fair, wings beating up a gale In the morning, in the morning
In the morning, ooh in the morning You're a part of the air, and you shake a whole field With your golden hair, and your golden shield I don't know which way to go, when I hear you everywhere There's a melody in every line, and a sorrow in these eyes of mine If a diamond hangs in every tree and a life is lost for every leaf, can a bird still sing? And I listened just this morning this is what I heard An angel's wings in cool night air,like a blackbird in the hill Night bird singing at sunlight, wings beating up a gale In the morning, in the morning In the morning, ooh in the morning
Like a piece of the air, it's just how you feel Just hovering there, are you even real? I don't know which way to go, when I hear you everywhere There's a melody in every line, and a sorrow in these eyes of mine If a diamond hangs in every tree and a life is lost for every leaf, can a bird still sing? And i listened just this morning this is what I heard An angel's wings in cool night air, like a blackbird in the hail Starlings in the moonlight fair, wings beating up a gale Legless owl in endless flight, unable for to settle In oceans like a giants mind, harbouring its mettle In the morning, in the morning In the morning, ooh in the morning
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