In the morning, in the light,
I love you day and night,
Isn’t it good, isn’t it right.
No matter when it seems,
It’s easy to dream --
Love’s sweet dreams.
This amazing feeling flies,
Blazing across the skies,
In the sunset; sunrise.
(In darkness, out of sight,
I worry if it's right,
Our comet in the night.)
In the morning, in the light,
I love you day and night,
Isn’t it good, isn’t it right.
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