The morning sun
When you look at the morning sun
Do you see what I see
Or could I be the only one
Seeing just what I need
Somewhere else there's a different world
With a sun that will rise
And a moon that will take its place
In another man's eyes
And perhaps it's a better world
Than the one that I see
Or if better for no one else
Perhaps better for me
I can't wait for the morning sun
As I stand with the sea
And the ocean she understands
Just the man I could be
When your time is up, it's true
They never give another day to you
Just hope that your days are far too few
No, time doesn't wait for you
I envision a different man
Than the one I've become
Pray the ocean will understand
That my time isn't done
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