Evening is a time of day
I find nothing much to say
Don't know what to do
But I come to
When it's 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
Nighttime 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 a newly formed 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 to
When it's 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
When it's early in the morning
Very very early without warning
I can feel a newly formed 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
Vanity Fare - Early In The Morning Lyrics
Vanity Fare - Early In The Morning Lyrics
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Evening is a time of day
I find nothing much to say
Don't know what to do
But I come to
When it's 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
Nighttime 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 a newly formed 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 to
When it's 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
When it's early in the morning
Very very early without warning
I can feel a newly formed 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
I find nothing much to say
Don't know what to do
But I come to
When it's 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
Nighttime 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 a newly formed 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 to
When it's 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
When it's early in the morning
Very very early without warning
I can feel a newly formed 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
Writer: CHARLES MILLER, HAROLD RAY I. BROWN, HOWARD E. SCOTT, JERRY GOLDSTEIN, LE ROY L. JORDAN, LEE OSKAR, MORRIS DEWAYNE DICKERSON, SYLVESTER ALLEN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group