Evening is the time of day I find nothing much to say Don't know what to do But I come to
AnWhen it's early in the morning Up above the window day is dawning When I feel the air I feel that life is very good to me You know, in the sun there's so much yellow
Something in the early morning neadow Tells me that today you're on your way And you'll be coming home, home to me
Night time isn't clear to me I find nothing near to me Don't know what to do But I come to
When it's early in the morning Very, very early without warning I can feel the newly born vibration Sneaking up on me again There's a song bird on my pillow I can see the funny weeping willow I can see the sun, you're on your way And you'll be coming home
