The Morning کے بول

Night's gone and morning's come We're rolling over, waking up And I swing, swing these days along Counting moments, missing home We follow love We think it makes us strong All these years, love How could we be wrong? Then like you, this bird it flew It misses like I'm missing you And we drink, drink, we throw them down We're better off, we're better now We follow love We think it makes us strong All these years, love