Morning Sun
PAUL RODGERS, PAUL BERNARD RODGERS
The morning sun comes through my window
All night long I have been waiting
We who are constantly moving
Leaving part of us behind
She moves across the room with easy grace
Mona lisa smiles up on her face
I who am completely mesmerized
By the sunlight in her eyes
Morning sun comes through my windows
All night long I have been waiting
We who are constantly moving
Leaving part of us behind
Moves across the room with easy grace
Mona Lisa smiles up on her face
I who am completely mesmerized
By the sunlight in her eyes
And the morning sun comes through my window
All night long I have been waiting
We who are constantly moving
Leaving part of us behind