Flower of the Morning

I miss often the way we'd ramble on

Through the fields, wandering like the fawn

And we'd hear the plovers a-piping

To show us life in the simplest of song

Lately, I cannot hide it

The feeling early poets define a treason to define it

I'll give it all my best

It's not in the message I make

It's not in the time that it takes

I guess often I stare into the sun

O'er the hills and long beyond the river's run

I take time to never mind

Never mind, never mind, never mind

It shows me a life well worth the gamble on

And lately, I cannot hide it

The feeling early poets define a treason to define it

I'll give it all my best

It's not in the message I make

It's not in the time that it takes, woo

It's the flower of the morning, hun

A sound beneath the wave

Lately, I cannot hide it

The feeling early poets define a treason to define it

I'll give it all my best

It's not in the message I make

It's not in the time that it takes, woo

It's the flower of the morning, hun

A sound beneath the wave