Morning

Well I woke up this morning
And the Sun didn't raise
Well I looked up
At the translucent haze
Has the world gone, said its last goodbyes
Or am I looking through another's eyes?

I feel the need
For those green, grassy hills
I've gotta get away
Gotta cure all my ills
Wanna feel the warm wind, soothing on my face
I wanna be held in the Sun's warm embrace

I feel the need
For those green, grassy hills
I've gotta get away
I gotta cure all my ills
I wanna feel the warm wind, soothing on my face
I wanna be held in the Sun's warm embrace