Will I lift the shades
or draw the blinds,
when morning comes.
Will I cut the thread
or tie the knot,
when morning comes.

Will I bend backwards
to make sense,
will I give in
when times get tense,
when morning comes
when morning comes
when morning comes.

When morning comes,
I’ll seize the day.
When morning comes,
I’ll find the way.
When morning comes,
tomorrow,
I swear.
When morning comes,
I know I’ll be there.

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