Early in the Morning

Evening, is a time of day
I find nothing much to say
Don't know what to do
But I come too

When its early in the morning
Over by 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 meadow
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 too

When its early in the morning
Very, very early without warning
I can feel a newly born vibration
Sneaking up on me, again

There's a songbird 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

Evening, is a time of day
I find nothing much to say
Don't know what to do
But I come too

When its early in the morning
Over by 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 meadow
Tells me that today you're on your way
And you'll be coming home to me

When its early in the morning
Very, very early without warning
I can feel a newly born vibration
Sneaking up on me, again

There's a songbird 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

Produced By
Des Champ & Roger Easterby
Written By
Barry Landeman
Release Date
1969