From far away,
good morning.
Pictures of you
grace my day.
Greetings of you
come on the way.
From near and far,
carried on wind and wave.
We are connected
by the breeze blowing,
The song of the birds
this way.
By the stream
running til it empties,
Tripping and laughing
with the good news
Of you and all the
while saying good day.
good morning.
Pictures of you
grace my day.
Greetings of you
come on the way.
From near and far,
carried on wind and wave.
We are connected
by the breeze blowing,
The song of the birds
this way.
By the stream
running til it empties,
Tripping and laughing
with the good news
Of you and all the
while saying good day.
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